Who takes care of the broken hearts?
Who grieves for the lost in the cold?
Who claims against the odds
that plague the coldest of nights?
Who holds the beaten and destroyed,
who raises their hopes of a life?
I know not, I just perceive the pain
exploding like the tide at the shores.
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