so many languages.. cultures.. races.. religions.. and a single soul.. that's all there is.. recognizing nothing.. escaping into nothing.. reaching a 'hall of mirrors' maybe.. it finally 'protests'.. in excruciating pain.. at the senselessness of all the atrocities committed.. desperately needing the 'healing' touch of forgiveness.. assailed by numbers.. dazed by the outcome.. of it's own physical being..
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