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Vicarious
No loss too great Or too deep to stir Fortunate victims This life is a blur Where do we offer Words of empathy When so many streets Are hollow and empty Cast off regret Forget the sorrow Begin with renewal There’s always tomorrow Vicarious survival Pieces of a past Fragmented future Shredded and cast Fruits of the chosen Grow ripe on the vine No wave or wind of thunder Can destroy what is Divine
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