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That beacon guides the next, in unending iterations. Each new chapter reminiscent of the last.
All for the simple purpose of delivering that beacon, that hope, to the next generation.
You hold the baton now, who will you pass it to?
"And in Battersea Power Station, the Fish Queen
Ponders on her ruin, among many other things.
She folds her broken hands
Surveys her barren lands
And prays for hope to whisper on the wind".
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