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In "The Mirror" Robert Creely constantly reiterated the fact that no matter
what has been thought or said, is now lost. Faith is no longer an element
by which to defeat these inexorable deaths or experiences in life. Because
as individuals we seek and need the truth, we have destroyed the world and
people around us...we have coveted our differences and by doing so we have
resorted to a mirror to reflect reality, because we have lost our faith.
Jenna from United States