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    When all seems bleak and lost,
    No light in the tunnel ahead;
    All hope is gone,
    All dreams destroyed,
    and no more tears left to be shed.
    Just at that point in time,
    God Hears my heart felt cry,
    Beauty from ashes
    His promise to make
    From a life that is willing to die.

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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