Men in Black,
shadowy figures
Dressed in suits,
so dark and sleek
They roam the night,
no one can see them
Silent and swift,
with purpose keen
They guard the truth,
from all who seek
To uncover secrets,
they must keep
For the fate of mankind,
rests on their shoulders
Men in Black,
guardians of the deep
They stand between us,
and the unknown
Defending us,
from things that should not be shown
Their mission is clear,
their duty is true
Men in Black,
I salute you.
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Nims Voice
A storyteller with a passion for fiction, motivation, and inspiration. I love to create stories that will transport you to another world, motivate you to achieve your goals, and inspire you to be the best version of yourself.
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