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Britney’s voice once soared, a celestial symphony,
Captivating hearts with each melodious note,
But now she claims her music days are done,
A farewell to the stage, her final vote.

Yet behind the scenes, whispers float in the air,
A team of writers, crafting for her brand-new tale,
They fumble for words, seeking her former flair,
But Britney insists her voice shall not avail.

Her status as an icon, eternal and strong,
Her essence embedded in pop music’s core,
No longer will she dance to the same song,
She’s chosen a silence, forevermore.

Though her team may strive to resurrect her art,
Britney remains firm, refusing their invitation,
She’ll embrace a new path, a brand-new start,
Leaving behind music’s intoxicating temptation.

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