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Will you to me today talk
Or still will you silent be?
Within your darkness hiding
In places your hurt unseen

Solace seeking your heart does
Elusively a perch find
The darkest hole, a dim path
From the pain you insulates

Upward, yearning does your soul
Seems a path without ending
To find the hope you desire
Pain and misery to stop

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