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A shattered man sits in silence,
Chains of guilt clutched to his hand,
Years have passed, the walls have turned cold,
His story is worn, and his soul is aged.
Above, a commander signs a name.
A stroke of power, not shame.
Seal, stamp, sacred word.
A faint voice of freedom is heard.
Presidential Pardon: Soft and Bold.
A story of forgiveness gently told.
It lifts the weight of blind justice.
And it provides comfort to one confined.
But rumors circulate beyond the bars.
Can we call it justice, or just wounds?
As it's not given out of grace,
But favors to leave a trace.
So use it well, and be sure that the truth is foun.
Because that act will show the world,
The spirit of law—and dignity.
A pardon isn't just a release,
It's where justice and pardon embrace in peace.