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Guardian of the Vote

In the glow of screens where visions dwell, A steadfast hand weaves a protective spell. With courage fierce against the digital night, Guardians rise, securing the light. Absentee dreams, in whispers they soar, With unwavering grace, they open the door. United we stand, and triumph will sing, For each sacred voice, together we bring.

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Guardian of the Vote