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Whispers of Misfortune

In shadows where the whispers dwell, A tale unfolds, a haunting spell. Where trust once bloomed, now caution grows, As innocence in darkness slows. Yet hope can rise from depths of night, A guiding star, a beacon bright. Through trials fierce, we learn to see, The strength of heart, our legacy.

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Whispers of Misfortune