Together, a fleeting dream,
A wonder lost, it seems.
Contractible, yet impossible,
Agreeing, a task so colossal.
In union, Herculean strife,
Deciding, carving a common life.
Controversies swirl, like a cycle astray,
An irregular pattern, a haphazard ballet.
Once a motto, "Together we chill,"
Now a chill, a void to fill.
Alone, a bitter solace,
Chilled to nothingness, a desolate embrace.
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