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In shadows deep, my hand ascends,
A silent plea where light bends,
Through bars of dusk, my soul takes flight,
Reaching for dreams lost in the night.Each ray a memory, soft and frail,
A whispered hope that might prevail,
In this quiet room, my heart does sing,
For freedom born on fragile wings....
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