My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

"Such powerful words, reflecting on the inevitable passage of time and the transience of human achievements. A reminder that even the mightiest empires will eventually crumble, leaving nothing but memories behind."