you see only one head
and confident
you slash the neck
to cut off
the face that you
hate
be sad and
be frightened
many faces
many heads
shall grow
forth from
the face of hate
your guilt
gives birth
to all of them
be frightened
some more
you see
you become
one of them
at the end
you cut
yourself
too
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