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In the Hall of Grand Debate
In the hall of grand debate, earnest in conviction's song, There a dash of innocence, amidst the stern and strong. Tiny feet on marbled floor, a laughter's gentle toll, Eclipsing the fervent speeches, a child claims the role. While giants clash with words that blaze, in fervor's heated fight, The smallest heart in pure delight, beams a light so bright.
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