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I've strolled among pharaohs, saw realms rise,
Blended with rulers, and watched civic establishments death.
From old Greece to cutting edge skies,
I've borne observer to mankind's difficulty and murmurs.

Through shroud of time, I've seen your sort,
Battle, look for, and perpetually loosen up.
Your most noteworthy accomplishments, your haziest deeds,
Reverberations of an immortal, infinite statement of faith.

On this, my last visit, I come to say,
Your predetermination's not composed, no matter what.
The ways you pick, the decisions,
Will shape the future, for the good of your own.

Trust and destruction, weaved like a plant,
Your activities will decide the heavenly.
The earth shouts out, a delicate home,
Tended by your hands, or everlastingly distress.

In this time of marvel, and winding down light,
Recall the universe holds limitless may.
The stars over, a divine ocean,
Mirror the profundities inside mankind.

Stir to your power, and your predicament,
Embrace empathy, and touch off the light.
For in the embroidery of reality,
Your strings of consideration weave a holy spot.

As I withdraw, leaving impressions in the sand,
I confer this message, from an ageless land:
Your future's unwritten, yet to be told,
Creator your own legend, youthful and old.

Weave stories of adoration, of harmony, of difficulty,
In any case, in particular, weave an embroidery of life.
For eventually, when stars blur from sight,
Your heritage stays, a signal in the evening.

Goodbye, dear people, may insight guide,
As you explore the maze of time.
May your hearts stay open, and your spirits touch off,
To enlighten the way, through the dull of night.

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