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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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