Stand in unity through bears and scrutiny. Truthfully, for some a eulogy. Eyes and charts low, highs and hearts slow. Done for, they loudly roar, come back to the shore. Don't fall in the cold war, love. For there's feet on the dance floor when encore steps abored. Patience for the ore, together, the whole will soar. Artwork by MadyMadlin. Poetry by Oyacaro.

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