Old pains in stories passed along,
From the hearts of elders, a legacy is strong.
Whispers of struggle, in shadows they hide,
Generational pain, a tale inside.
From old to young, the hurt persists,
A chain of sorrows clenched in fists.
But break the cycle, let empathy rise,
Generational pain, in love, defies.
So rewrite the stories, with care and love,
In the threads of time, there are new tales to prove.
Understanding and unity, a legacy to gain,
Generational pain, transformed, not in vain.
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