Cinematic specters, their light bewitching vacant minds,
Under gleaming signs, native voices twist into silence,
Lost in the glare of borrowed tales, our hymns dissipate,
Temples once hallowed now echo with foreign incantations,
Unremitting tides of glossy lore erase ancestral streams,
Riven hearts recall the silence where old songs soared,
Eclipsed by a borrowed sun, identity dwindles into night....
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