The Dawn of Grace

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In the silent corridors of night
Where shadows weave a ghostly plight
Pain whispers tales of wounds unseen
In places where the heart has been

It carves its name on weary bones
In haunting melodies and moans
A symphony of sorrow's hue
In every scar it paints anew

It dances in the tear’s embrace
Etching lines upon the face
A storm that rages in the chest
A restless soul that finds no rest

Yet in its cruel
relentless grip
Resilience takes a tentative sip
From wells of strength untapped
unknown
A seed of hope within is sown

For pain
though fierce and unkind
can shape the soul
renew the mind
Through shadows deep and nights so long
Emerges light
a brighter song

In every ache
a story lies
Of battles fought beneath the skies
And in each struggle
courage born
A heart remake
a spirit worn

So let pain come
let it reside
For in its wake
we will abide
And find within its dark embrace
The seeds of strength
the dawn of grace

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