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Clutching at the wrist of hope

Refusing detritus, grief and carnage

A trail of contrition and attrition

Mute the swan song

Flooded and freed from darkness

Hateful grasp relinquished

Gleaming now with radiance and pride

Stronger having endured the other side

Persevered through suffering, cleansed the soul poisoned with mildew

Came to discover the ultimate beauty, all which was honest and true

And now I see what’s in front of me

Since purging fear and misery

Trialed by the dark

Though I forge and make my mark

And arise victorious

And on the other side

A paradise