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The Tide
We pulled it off
Dusted cleats, victory flag
Brandished on history's ceiling
Raising the tide of moral triumph
Gathered from warming hours of dawn
Hope for health and success
New homes and affluent spirit
Finding our way
Among thorns and battalions
Lions prevail with timeless ascent
New comers to corridors and luminous halls
Ready to grab rightful piece of the action
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