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Woes

????? Sing the songs of an angel. Luminous blinding light at night. Perpetual faith consumes the sight. The woes of a crying child. Pains my ears every night. Slaughtered heart. Venomous blood. All I knew was pain. Trusting my gut. Begging for help. Yet the pains are kept. ?????

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