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Change is constant - scopes and priorities shift to visions of a whole - a global poem. |
| Prosper with those rich rewards; Be happy and pleasant. Simply dump those evil swords; Behemoths rely on truth. And are much prouder than a video game Or an old cellular device… Attrition and abandonment are not Their singular, simple, worldly aims… The newest zones come into play… They now advance their cool displays Of convenient, murderous poise… These voices are heard loud In earnest. Equipped by souls who engineered The most successful, prior ages - A vigor and vision seen by every guest In their palatial homes. For every denizen Belongs to the Earth’s global solutions. |