Exiles

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I'm glad we made it in time
Leaving the oasis behind
To find greener pastures away
In a virgin plot of land.

Here, the exiles shall thrive
Survivors of a disaster
That wandered afraid in the night
Till they escaped in the ark.

Now, a new guild emerges,
Made by shadows and strangers,
Bound by secrets and ambition
Our goals we'll bring to completion.

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