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The Paradox of Governance

In hallowed halls where whispers clash, The sound of discord weaving sash. Threads of power, frayed yet bold, Weaving the story seldom told. From gavels' ring to silent hum, A symphony of outcomes come. In the art of compromise and test, A functional folly at its best.

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The Paradox of Governance