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Supplication

When shall this darkness yield to the sun's light? When shall my eyes see the day dry and bright? My heart is drowning in a sea of fright Where I paddle but no end is in sight. Grant me succour,Oh! Spirits full of might, Grant me strength to paddle and row aright, Lend a helping hand in this lonely fight To conquer, prevail and embrace delight As beams of light overwhelm this dark night.

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Book: Shattered Sighs