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Whispers of Knowledge
In halls where echoes once danced with light, Minds now ponder in shadowed fright. The ink of truth spills, a delicate sea, Yet whispers grow faint—what will be, will be. With passion ignited, and hearts ever bold, The future of wisdom, a story retold. Let courage ignite in the quest we uphold, For knowledge is vibrant, eternally gold.
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