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When shadows fall dark and deep

and echoes of Gladness

weep in reverie,

When callous choices strut with bravado

while Kindness goes unheard,

unseen;

Where anger laughs vitriolic

and Need sleeps empty,

The door stands open for ebon shades

to clutch and tear

while Mercy Keens

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~Morgan~

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This poem was Inspired, in part, by this post

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