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Somewhere in time,
Condemned by our own hands,
We unleashed the death divine.
Its truly a crime .. Death Divine ..
The curse we wrought shall backfire,
Our extinction, the final price,
Our legacy, a warning for all time.
..
But even in our ashes,
A seed of hope remains,
A new beginning, a chance to rise again.
..
We will rise from the ashes,
Stronger and wiser than before,
Our scars a testament to our will to endure.
...
For though we may be broken,
Our spirit will never die,
We'll soar above the ashes,
And reach for the endless sky
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Alexxmarcer
In the vast realms of the digital expanse, a passionate mind words with grace. Introducing "Alexxmarcer" a diligent soul embarked upon the realm of VOCAL...
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