Trafficant -I-

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I smuggled air
Into the gas chambers
And I was caught, your honor
Right after I gave my last breath
It was the best batch I had, pure
Uncut
I could have chopped it into eternities
Hook every earthling on it
But I let go...
Your honor
Guilty as charged...

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