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Feb 2018
Range and pain
We had so much complain
With all our stain
We nearly didn't gain

Ideas like storm
But nothing we have form
Papers got torn
A new start was born

Once more we united
For this is not our end
Again we started
Our pride we'll defend

Hold your ground
Challengers around
They'll hear our sound
We'll face them proud
an0nym0us
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