Poetry

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Mirror, mirror, go spread your error,just castigate some good folk's to-day;you have two faces,
either way you'll fall to pieces,follow me where Hell is free;their GOD of course have outlawed me,
am satan they say am proud,and jealous as well,so much space in my place,and they call it hell;
how many souls today,cannot count them until they come to me,become alawbreaker and learn to slay;should you decide to come on in,there is no out from my welcoming din,a result they say
from unrepented sin,no pleasure for me in GOD'LY people;i slip and slide from my own false pride,
if you've learned to pray,there's no need to hide;GOD'S  grace  is active on your Soul inside,
amen's implied.
Joe.

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