@aviationdoctor.eth
They spoke of light,
now shadows bloom.
Their word was firm,
now deals consume.
The vow they swore,
a fleeting mist.
Once carved in stone,
now bends, now twists.
Their hands once built,
now tear for trade.
A dream once held,
now sold, now weighed.
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