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In the mist of the night, where sorrow weeps,  

We walked a path of truth, where silence keeps,  

Hand in hand, we bore the weight, a heavy load,  

Together we shared the pain, on this winding road.  

With whispers of the past, echoing our fears,  

You stood beside me, calming all my tears,  

The world around us crumbled, like dust in the wind,  

Yet in your eyes, a glimmer of hope would begin.  

The end was whispered softly, like a prayer in the dark,  

Last rites were spoken, leaving an indelible mark,  

But the hand of mercy reached through the veil of despair,  

Pulled me from the depths, showed me that you care.  

Oh, the journey's long and winding, filled with doubt and strife,  

But your love is my anchor, the reason for this life,  

With every step I take, I feel your spirit near,  

In the depth of my burden, it’s your voice I hear.  

So I am thankful for your strength, all 12 days you were a rock,  

Of mercy, tenderness, and love, shielding me from the shock,  

You faced the storms with courage, a lighthouse in my night,  

In the mist of my struggles, you were my guiding light.  

So here we stand together, against the fading light,  

In the dance of our existence, we’ll fight the endless night,  

For though the road is heavy, and the end may call my name,  

With you by my side, I’ll rise again from pain.  

Rolando Matias