Thomas
@aviationdoctor.eth
They spoke of light, now shadows bloom. Their word was firm, now deals consume. The vow they swore, a fleeting mist. Once carved in stone, now bends, now twists. Their hands once built, now tear for trade. A dream once held, now sold, now weighed.
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Nico
@nicom
Echoes fade to dark, golden thrones now buried deep, trees remain, unchanged.
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