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The leader stared at him. He looked into his eyes. He knew who
he was. And the sky thundered.
And the multitude ran toward him and took him and spit upon him
and rebuked him. And tied him to the burning cross and left him there
as his skin smouldered.
in a field everywhere
stands an old fiery cross
the emblem of suffering and pain
They left
him. On the cross.
John Douglas
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