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Reflections

At the first face I stare
A beast cruel and unfair
Mocking sneer, selfish glare.
For him I do not care.

The second face I see
Tortured soul and body,
Hurt without dignity.
For him I have pity.

At the third face I gaze
Quiet in a better place
Man from hell itself raised.
For him shall I have praise.

The last face I witness
A man with my likeness
Calm in strength and weakness
Him I love, Him I bless.

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