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In the kingdom of chat, where the messages flow,
A place for the people, where the conversations grow.
Threads of wisdom, moments shared,
Until one dark day, the unthinkable was dared.
Chorus:
Thou who shall not be named, with a flick of thy hand,
Deleted the General Channel, oh, the ruin so grand.
It’s like burning the Library, the knowledge all gone,
The echoes of silence, now carry on.
(Verse 2)
We laughed and we learned, every word was a spark,
Like lanterns in the dark, lighting paths in the park.
But with one cruel stroke, you wiped it all clean,
The legacy vanished, a tragedy unseen.