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Kindness

the welt upon my left cheek
is red and hard to look at

but there is no fear
as i offer the other cheek
and beg for another.

freedom, he says,
is pain.

Thank you,
thank you so much
i bow to him and smile.

The flash of agony
is intense
and black engulfs me

until the stars
guide me back

Thank you.
Thank you so much
i near weep.

the welt on my right cheek
is larger
and holier
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