Echoes of Blame

In shadows where whispers converge in fright, A tale of dread grows in the pale moonlight. Yet courage stands steadfast, guarding the night, Where blame's pointed fingers stray from the right. For in the heart of chaos, truth does wane, As echoes of blame play a bitter refrain, But valor in silence, remains untamed, Sewing justice with threads that no slander can stain.

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