the call
In the darkest night, you'll hear a voice.
It calls to us,
to the broken and forelorn.
It's melody,
a promise of peace and joy.
If you follow the sound
you won't find the source,
but others, just like you.
And the promise of joy will be fufilled
in finding a place to belong.
-Kira A.
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