Oh, those store mannequins with their pretty, empty heads and unending, plastic smiles, are forever standing, never dead
on their small, well-heeled feet. As prime examples of fortitude, they’re ready to make a sale… at your expense; smug attitudes
can be imagined, as they strike poses with ease and flexibility. Do they mirror us, as placeholders in Life? Having potential energy, . they remain lifeless in display Hell; what things about us, do they tell? . . . Author Notes
Inspired by: Store dummies and Prov 16:28; Matt 7:1-5
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