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In the Arena of Ideals

Two titans clash with values held high, In the arena where beliefs do not quietly die. On waves of the air, their banners unfurled, A campaign of conviction sweeps through the world. Eloquent echoes from the trumpet's call, Each ad a gauntlet, a defining wall, In the silent hum of the nation's heart, Where choices are made, and sides set apart.

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In the Arena of Ideals