Poetry World2

AyeAye12

Terrarian
World2

A good tree turned Cursed.

Rotten from the internal servers, internal servants,
roots stretched into hopeless soil.
Stuck in a desert of spambot rust
and dead XenForo.

But a seed is pushed
by the winds of change.
Crafted by community spirit,
a leap of faith over infinite sky.

Hardmode is over.
Load up the new world.
 
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