Obi-Diya, with wisdom rare,
Lifted curses whispered in the air.
She called us children of the divine,
And broke the chains of ancient time.
No longer witches or burdens cursed,
But seeds of hope that bloom and burst.
A past rewritten, a future bright,
As shadows flee before the light.
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