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Life, A Montebank?

I turned the other cheek again,

I turned the other cheek, and then,

A man stepped up and slapped my face.

 

I turned and walked away again,

I turned and walked away, and then,

He stepped inside and mugged my place.

 

I turned and looked around again,

I turned and looked around, and then,

You both had gone without a trace.

 

I turned and closed my eyes again,

I turned and closed my eyes, and then,

Death strolled up and stole my space.

◄ Second Crucifixion Postponed, Indefinitly.

And God Spake Unto the Snake ►

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