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| I was alone in the Darkness And I grew hungry. I was alone in the Darkness And I grew cold. I was alone in the Darkness And I cried. Then there came to me a sweet voice, a honey voice Words of succor. Words of surcrease. A woman, dark and lovely, with eyes that pierced the Darkness came to me. | ||