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Deep the darkness, empty void
Vicious plans so vast employed
Sorrow, tears and cries ascend
To any heart with hand to lend
Whispers, whimpers faintly heard
Magnified to fretful word
Widened to a hopeful shout
Echoing through dimming doubt
Sound of freedom, ringing strong
Reaching ears who waited long
Flames with light see darkness fade
As those with means decide to aid
Pilgrim Poet 