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In darkness
The resolve of light
Is put to the test,
Tempered through fires
Of agony with the ever present
Threat of eternal blindness.
In darkness
A generation carries the
Yokes of today,
While reaching
Into the bowels of tomorrow,
Cultivating seeds of hope
Guided by torches lit with
Blood, sweat and broken dreams.
In darkness
Everything and anything
Is possible,
Heroes and villains are born
As time journeys to and away
From midnight,
Darkness is the mother
Of all things right and wrong.
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