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The Beacon
Out of the darkness there comes light
Hope gives birth to the joy ahead
Although you may not see it
Simply say it for it to be said
For once the words are spoken
For once you give them power
You light the torch of healing
The fear begins to cower
Although the road ahead is dark
Hold your lantern high to see
For you will once again find your way
And be a beacon for others to be
Rory Smith
August 2024
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