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Behold, within the recesses of my soul, lie the vestiges of a shunned rhyme, forgotten by time's relentless march. Like whispers of a bygone era, these remnants of poetic eloquence have retreated into the sanctum of my heart, where they reside in the profound depths of my being. In the hallowed chambers of my innermost self, they linger, silent witnesses to the passage of days. Though abandoned by the world's fleeting attention, they endure, immortalized in the eternal sanctuary of my consciousness, where they await rediscovery amidst the labyrinth of my thoughts and emotions. 

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