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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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