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Plague's Silent Symphony
Darkness looms, a shroud descends,
As Plague's lament eerily wends.
Through crowded streets, through silent halls,
Its spectral fingers touch all walls.
Whispers of doom, a dance of despair,
The Plague knows not of rank or heir.
Kings and paupers, young and old,
Fall to its grip, its power bold.
Eyes once bright, now clouded in fear,
As the end, for many, draws near.
Yet amidst the chaos, the sorrow, the pain,
Emerge tales of love, of hope's refrain.
For in the shadow of death, so stark and cold,
Lies the heart's true mettle, stories untold.
Resilience, courage, the will to endure,
Against the Plague's dark allure.
But history's pages, inked in woe,
Recount the Plague's relentless blow.
A reminder of fragility, of life's fleeting song,
And of humanity's spirit, enduring and strong.

Description

Plague's Silent Symphony
Darkness looms, a shroud descends,
As Plague's lament eerily wends.
Through crowded streets, through silent halls,
Its spectral fingers touch all walls.
Whispers of doom, a dance of despair,
The Plague knows not of rank or heir.
Kings and paupers, young and old,
Fall to its grip, its power bold.
Eyes once bright, now clouded in fear,
As the end, for many, draws near.
Yet amidst the chaos, the sorrow, the pain,
Emerge tales of love, of hope's refrain.
For in the shadow of death, so stark and cold,
Lies the heart's true mettle, stories untold.
Resilience, courage, the will to endure,
Against the Plague's dark allure.
But history's pages, inked in woe,
Recount the Plague's relentless blow.
A reminder of fragility, of life's fleeting song,
And of humanity's spirit, enduring and strong.