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Unto Dawn

Jan 10, 2025
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Become a monument to ideals

To your Dreams

Your families

Your deities

The gifts given to you

The joy you create

The sunsets you witness

And rise

An engine of glory

A heart like a star

Bright on the firmament

Blushing the moon

Rise up, and triumph.

 

By J.W.H. Hobbs.

 
 
 

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