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They walk among us
Shrouded figures in black hooded cloaks
With glistening eyes no one can see
A fierce determination no one can feel

Asking again,
“Is my journey not over
What keeps me here
Someone please answer”
But no one can hear
“God, can you help me
I can only feel fear”

Pleading one last time
Into darkening skies
They lower their heads
And silently cry…

Convicted and cursed
Now broken and ungiving
They are simply shadows
Forever lost among the living


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