In the garden of life, where shadows may loom,
Blossoms a bond, defying all gloom.
Friendship, a beacon, a light in the night,
Guiding our hearts with its pure, gentle might.
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In the shadows where dreams once soared,
A broken spirit, weary and floored.
Shattered echoes of laughter now still,
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In the realm of dreams, expectations soar high,
Beneath the azure, where aspirations lie.
Whispers of hope paint futures bright,
Guiding our souls through the darkest night.
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In lands of logic, bytes, and screens,
Where wizards type in code routines,
There lies a tale both sad and true,
Of a coder bored, feeling blue.
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Upon our Earth, a crisis looms,
As temperatures rise and icebergs consume.
The air grows heavy with carbon's embrace,
A planet in peril, a perilous race.
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In shadows cast by doubt, she stands tall,
A beacon of strength, refusing to fall.
With courage as her armor, she strides,
Breaking shackles, where hope abides.
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Luck, a capricious sprite, elusive and sly,
In the tapestry of life, it weaves and flies.
A whispered secret, a fickle friend,
In moments of triumph, its presence will blend.
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Guruji, beacon of light, wisdom's profound,
In your guidance, truth and grace are found.
With each word spoken, a path unfolds,
In your presence, our spirits behold.
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Forever in my heart, your memory resides,
A flame that flickers, never subsides.
Through the passage of time, it still shines bright,
Guiding me through the darkest night.
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