Copyright © Priya Florence Shah
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Soulless beings,
Dark and grim,
Spreading shadows,
Cold and dim.
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When they meet
A spark so bright,
They seek to quench
Its shining light.
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Joy and love
They cannot bear,
So they crush
What’s pure and rare.
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The light unveils
Their inner strife,
Stirring demons,
Dimming life.
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