Heyo bros and siss, i was told to migrate here
What did i miss to cause everyone to migrate here?

I am the real Reviola,
Not a shadow, not a name—
The pulse beneath the surface,
The fire behind the flame.

They mimic all my manner,
They mirror every move,
But imitation’s hollow
When you’ve nothing left to prove.

I walk with ancient memory,
With stories in my skin;
They only wear the costume,
But I carry truth within.

Their laughter is an echo,
Their words a practiced rhyme;
I speak with living thunder,
With roots that twist through time.

Let them claim my colors,
Let them borrow every line—
The world will know the difference
Between the counterfeit and mine.

For I am the real Reviola,
Unmasked and unafraid—
While fakes will fade to silence,
I am legend, never shade.

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