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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the ethereal dance of destiny, where shadows whisper secrets, the critics stand on their lofty peaks, unseen sentinels of judgment. They gaze upon the battlefield below, where souls tread the fine line between valor and ruin, with hearts laid bare to life's storm. Like silent vultures soaring above, they wait for the dust to settle, with cold, calculating eyes as the carnage unfolds. Heroes and dreamers collide in the arena of existence, with spirits ablaze with the fire of purpose and passion. In the aftermath of battle, when the echoes of swords fade, and the air thickens with the scent of victory and loss, the critics descend, with feathers sharp as daggers, ready to pierce the weary hearts of the survivors. They do not see the blood and sweat, the tears and dreams that have stained the battlefield with the hues of sacrifice. Their words, detached, dissect the remnants with clinical precision, dismissive of the struggles, the scars, the silent stories etched in living flesh. Yet, under the scrutinizing gaze, under the penetrating stare, the survivors stand, resilient as ancient oaks in a storm, with roots deeply embedded in the soil of their lived truths. They carry within them the silent resonance of battles fought and endured, countless lives entwined in the fabric of their being. The critics' words are but fleeting arrows, lost in the vast landscape of the soul's uncharted depths. For the true essence of the warrior's spirit remains unstained, a luminous thread woven into the tapestry of existence. And when the sun sets on the battlefield, casting long shadows, the survivors rise, bearing the weight of their stories with grace, with hearts testifying to the beautiful struggle to be, their lives a poignant symphony of resilience against the relentless tide.
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