1.ALMS
I stand at the gate of your chateau
With the backpack of my births and deaths
Yet you throw me the coins of pain.
2. ARTISAN
On your shadow,
You fix flesh, blood, senses, mind &intellect
And call me MAN.
3. MIRROR
In the mirror of death
When i see my face
Lord,i see you.
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