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Tomorrow they are going to execute me at dawn. I could not convince the jury I am innocent. I had companions who pushed me to live outside the law, but I am innocent of what they accuse me. Actually I have been forced to fight against my own colleagues, thinking about the common good. Tomorrow I will be subjected to a lethal process and become nothing. Before this tragedy began, I had a quiet life and worked diligently. I received orders to do specific jobs and, together with my coworkers, we had all the machinery working properly. One day, without warning, I began to receive conflicting orders, and my colleagues began to work haphazardly. Fortunately, I had an elaborate list of orders, in the proper sequence, and I continued to apply them to my work, ignoring orders received. Everything around me was changing for the worse, my work was impeccable, there were serious disturbances that eventually damaged the machinery, making its operation ineffective. Decisions mad...