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A Dance of Discontent

In halls of chatter, voices clash, With fevers rising, tempers flash. A tapestry of shades unspun, As loyal hearts now come undone. Yet in this storm, a chance to find, The spark of unity entwined. For though the path may twist and bend, In dialogue, new hope can mend.

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A Dance of Discontent