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The essence of suffering- circulating in the air we breathe, we shall call out- to all those who lie in the shadows. We shall call out- to the widows who only seem to spend their days weeping, arise and be met with the reassurance of the light. We shall call out- to the stressed child of divorce, arise and be met with the hope of the light. We shall call out- to those who said so that they have failed, arise and be met with the guidance of the light. We shall call out- to those who have been deprived of the love they still yet crave, arise and be met with the warmth of the light. Afterword: Idk if I hate this poem or if I like it lol also sorry I haven't been posting as much I'm busy lol. Its almost my bday!! 🥳