It was snowing that night the wall was completed, not many noticed, tired of the fight.
Yet some conservatives rejoiced in their victory, believing the Enemy was defeated and that they could rest in their holiness once again.
However, the angels in Texas, bowed their heads with tears in their eyes,
began praying for all those stuck inside the Fortress, for those believing that somehow,
in some way, they were righteous, and so having turned their backs
on the poor.
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