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There He Stands

There he sits;
Nothing to feel because he has no feelings anymore.
Lost in despair inside,
Damaged in ruin,
Wandered pride,
Brought down by the troubling realities of life.
Be He found God.
And He smiles;
He knows life is won.
There he stands,
Marching forward with open hands.
There he stands.

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