City upon a Hill

Scouting the wall of hopelessness, impenetrable to invasion.
Perhaps effort is best spent building a beacon, high and bright,
to be seen beyond that wretched wall,
for those lost in darkness, seeking light.

When despair surrounds, in the distance,
an unperturbed mind shines through the sorrow,
committed to the sacred duty of brotherly affection,
a symbol of joy and fulfillment of purpose.

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