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In the shadows where whispers dwell,
Under the cloak of a moonless spell,
Silence roars louder than thunder's cry,
Where hopes are low and dreams dare not fly.

But then, a spark in the consuming night,
A lone firefly in relentless flight,
Its tiny light, a beacon of defiance,
Challenging the dark, a single alliance.

From the abyss, we rise to the gleam,
Where stars ignite and glimmers stream.
Briefly we soar on wings of light,
Finding the dawn past the darkest night.

Falling again into a gentle decay,
Where the echo of light slowly fades away.
Diving deep into a soft, sorrowful sink,
Where the waters of gloom make many think.

Yet again, in the depths, there emerges a glow,
A pulse, a warmth, beginning to grow.
From the somber depths, we find our ascent,
Upward we climb, with resolute intent.

From the abyss, we rise to the gleam,
Where stars ignite and glimmers stream.
Again we soar on wings of light,
Finding the dawn past the darkest night.

In this cycle, where dark meets the light,
We learn the worth of the endless fight.
In contrasts we live, in contrasts we breathe,
In every fall and rise, our souls weave.