"...I dreamed a dream in servers gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed, that discord would never die
I dreamed that Bandwidth would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unplayed, no meme unsent-ed..."
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