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Valor and Truth Reign Supreme
In the halls where whispers weave, Echoes of integrity never leave. The brave, adorned in honor's hue, Stand unblemished by falsehood's brew. Let not the gallant’s name be tossed, Upon the tempest of trust lost; For valor and truth, in history’s frame, Eternally burn with an unyielding flame.
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