When youth did leave this elder to his fate,
And age had rendered him no longer fit,
He watched his website, once so up-to-date,
Grow old and stagnant, bit by weary bit.
For months and months he sought a helping hand,
But all his pleas fell silent on the wind,
Till hope began to fade, like grains of sand,
And doubts and fears began to cloud his mind.
But as the seasons turned, a new light shone,
A youth who loved the web and all its ways,
And eager to take up the mantle thrown,
He offered up his skills and time for days.
Now both the young and old can proudly say,
Our village website shines in every way.
Wing Community 
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