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In a world with nations many,
Each with their own divine penny,
Lived gods and goddesses of all hues,
Whose powers kept the world anew.

But in a moment, fate had turned,
Three goddesses, whose hair did burn,
Yellow, green, and pink their locks,
Were no more in the celestial box.

Their absence left a void so deep,
That even mortals could not sleep,
For the crops withered, the skies turned grey,
And the seas were restless all the day.

The yellow-haired goddess of light,
Who brought the dawn and ended the night,
Had fallen to an unexpected plight,
Leaving darkness to swallow the sight.

The green-haired goddess of nature's growth,
Who brought the rain and gave the earth hope,
Had left the land barren and loath,
With droughts that left the people to cope.

The pink-haired goddess of love and peace,
Whose heart was pure and never ceased,
Had left the world with endless strife,
And hatred that spread like a knife.

The nations prayed, each in their way,
For the goddesses to return and stay,
To bring back balance and harmony,
And restore the world's lost glory.

But the skies remained grey, and the earth still dry,
As the seas continued to rage and sigh,
For the goddesses of yellow, green, and pink,
Had left the world to its fate, on the brink.

The nations mourned their loss profound,
Of goddesses so beautiful and renowned,
And vowed to keep their memories alive,
For their legacy to forever thrive.