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From The Depths

Deep in the shadows
We sit and wait.
Planning out
Such a divine fate.

We who've missed our plight
Sink lower and lower
Into the night.
Will it ever be alright?

Faster and faster
They work the steel.
Cunning And quick
They carve the wheel.

Carefully we stitch
Every wound.
Building strength
We'll Be free soon.

In every silent moment.
In every groaning call.
In every shriek of terror.
There is hope for us all.




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