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A desiccated soul, its fervor annulled, wanders forlorn, subdued, and dulled. Beneath the weight of scorn concealed, its honor smothered, its wounds unhealed. A cadaverous heart, in silence reposed, bereft of purpose, its chambers closed. Once alight with aspirations profound, now lies barren, a desolate mound. Dishonor whispers through veiled despair, a torment haunting the frigid air. Shame entwines like a spectral vine, sapping vigor, dismantling spine. Obscured by shadows, bereft of glow, the essence falters, its cadence slow. Oh, to rekindle vitality's flame and cast away the shroud of shame. Yet, in ruins, the essence remains, fighting echoes of unyielding chains. For within the remnants of decay lies a seed for a brighter day.
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