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In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance and dreams alight,
There blooms a flower, soft and rare,
The gentle touch of empathy, laid bare.

It walks beside us, hand in hand,
Understanding souls that gently stand,
In each other’s story, joy or pain,
An unbroken thread, a silent refrain.

With every tear that softly falls,
Empathy...