Every keystroke leaves a mark,
A trace upon this digital dark.
We spin our webs and cast our lines,
In hopes to bind or break some ties.
Our voices rise in heated tones,
From midnight till the dawn's first bones.
Yet when the threads are spun too tight,
It's hard to see what's wrong or right.
So let us choose our words with care,
And listen twice as much, I swear.
For every byte that sparks a flame
Can just as quick bring peace and aim.
In forums vast where voices meet,
Let's not forget the power we beat.
With each post made, each thread begun,
We build this world, brick by pixel one.
-- RALLY
"Discipline is how we respect each other."
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