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Telstra’s Resolve

“What are you doing? Why are you still holding…back?! Have you forgotten what they said to us? What they did? They think you’re a monster!! Prove them RIGHT!!!”

Telstra Spinx

In a moment of tempestuous plight,
Telstra’s powers flicker, a dormant might,
“What are you doing? Why hold back the flame?
Have you forgotten their words, their cruel game?

They label you a monster, an abhorrent sight,
But their ignorance blinds them from your true light.
Unleash the fury that dwells deep within,
Prove them right, let the storm begin!

For they know not the strength you possess,
The resilience within, the power to impress.
Rise, oh Telstra, embrace your might,
Unleash your essence, ignite the night!

No more shall their judgment chain you down,
No longer will you wear society’s frown.
With defiance as your guide, your spirit alight,
Prove them right, let your powers take flight!

Break the shackles, set your soul free,
Embrace the monster they claim you to be.
In your flames, their doubts shall ignite,
A testament to the power they failed to sight.

Oh Telstra, let their whispers fade,
Your destiny awaits, in darkness you wade.
Prove them right, let your strength unfurl,
For within your heart, an extraordinary world.”

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The Altered Destiny: Embracing the Unknown

Quote: “Wait. Somethings different. This isn’t the same noble hero I  fought before… no, you’ve changed. What have you… done?”

In the realm of battles, a moment of pause,
A voice whispers softly, a moment's cause,
Wait, something's different, a shift in the air,
The noble hero transformed, with secrets to bear.

This isn't the same, the warrior of old,
A change has befallen, a story yet untold,
In the depths of their being, a transformation unseen,
Leaving adversaries questioning, "What have you... done?"

Mysteries abound, veiled in the hero's gaze,
Their essence transformed, a new path they blaze,
No longer confined by what was once known,
A metamorphosis unfolding, a soul fully grown.

Eyes once shining bright, now carry a new light,
A strength from within, shining through the night,
The hero has changed, but their purpose holds true,
A different form, yet the mission they pursue.

Whispers of power, echoes of growth,
A journey uncharted, expanding both mind and oath,
Battles fought before, mere shadows of the past,
For the hero has evolved, a metamorphosis vast.

In awe and confusion, the adversaries stand,
Witnessing the shift, unable to understand,
What lies beneath the surface, what trials have been won,
Leaving them perplexed, in questioning stun.

But the hero, undeterred, embraces the unknown,
Embracing the change, the transformation they've sown,
For within the metamorphosis, a new strength is found,
A hero reborn, their purpose unbound.

So stand, noble hero, in your altered form,
For you've grown beyond expectations, a newfound norm,
Let the world marvel, as they witness you shine,
For the change within you, is a victory divine.

"What have you... done?" they ask in awe,
Unraveling the layers, discovering the hero's core,
A journey of growth, a transformation profound,
The hero stands changed, with strength unbound.
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What Once Was

Poem request by London: She gave the first line.

What happened to the good times?
The sun once shone so bright,
Its golden rays a gentle rhyme
That chased away the night.

The flowers bloomed in brilliant hues,
Their petals soft and kind,
And every breeze that gently blew
Brought fragrant peace of mind.

The world was full of wondrous things,
Like birds that sang with glee,
And laughter, like a pair of wings,
Set our hearts and sprites free.

But now it seems the world has
changed,
The sun obscured by clouds,
The flowers wilted and deranged,
Their beauty lost in shrouds.

The birds no longer sing their songs,
Their melodies now hushed,
And laughter, once a source of
throngs,
Has turned to tears, so crushed.

Yet even in this darkest hour,
A glimmer still remains,
A memory of what once was dour,
And hope that it sustains.

For though the world may seem to
fade,
Its beauty still endures,
and light of love, we'll wade
Through times that feel unsure.
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Mystical Realm

Oh, towering trees, so proud and high,
In this misty land they touch the sky,
No light can penetrate this cloak of
fog,
But within its shroud lies a hidden
clog.

For here dwell creatures both fierce and wild,
Whose feral nature is simply beguiled,
By the scent of those who dare to
tread,
In the domain where the shadows are 
fed.

Their eyes glow bright like diamonds
in the night,
Their claws sharp as daggers, their
fangs a fright,
They move with grace that's both
fluid and sly,
Like phantoms that vanish in the blink
of an eye

Their forms are shrouded, obscured
by the haze,
Like the shadows that dance in a mystical
maze,
And the scent of those who dare to 
enter,
is like a siren's call that they cannot
venture.

Yet, in this eerie world of mis and
shade,
Natures beauty is not so easily
betrayed,
For even the creatures of the night,
Are part of the balance that make it
right

So let us marvel at this wondrous
place,
Embrace the mystery with a fearless
face,
For in the foggy realm where danger
roams,
Nature reigns supreme in all 
splendor and home.

 

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Unresolved Case

Created: February 13, 2023

 

The crime is a haunting sight,
A puzzle waiting to be solved,
Detectives work throughout the night.

The victim's family, filled with fright,
A killer out there, uninvolved,
The crime scene is haunting sight.

The clues are there, within our sight,
A mystery waiting to be evolved,
Detectives work throughout the night.

A shadow looms, without respite,
The killer's identity, sill unevolved,
The crime scene is a haunting sight.

The clock ticks on, with all it's might,
A race against time, to find who's involved,
Detectives work throughout the night.

The case unsolved, it's quite a plight,
A mystery that must be resolved,
The crime scene is haunting sight,
Detectives work throughout the night.
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