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In shadows' embrace, a venomous seed, Hate takes its hold, a sorrowful creed. Aching hearts entangled, souls torn apart, Sadness entwined, tearing at the heart. Bitter words whispered, like daggers they fly, Piercing the spirit, leaving tears to dry. Aching wounds deepen, scars etched in despair, The weight of hatred, too heavy to bear. In fractured reflections, shattered and lost, Love's tender presence, forever exhausts. A symphony of sadness, a mournful dirge, As hate's dark symphony surges and merges. But let us remember, amidst this bleak night, Compassion's gentle touch can set things right. For in our unity, hate has no reign, Sadness will fade, and love shall remain.