than rise on darkened days,
For pondering a twisted thought,
brings doubt and pain your way,
Forgive those who do not see,
truth of every kind,
For those who choose to do so,
will only close their mind,
A change is rough and treacherous,
but is not without reach,
For those who care to make a difference,
with this poem I beseech.
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