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// Outro 
// Story: The Ballad of Maelewano 
// by Rambling Writer 
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And so we come upon the end
Of Maelewano’s tale.
Though she’d faced great adversity,
She finally had prevailed.

Zebrabwe, as we know it now,
Had not yet come to be
But the foundation had been laid,
Its safety guaranteed.

Though Maele never served as queen,
She earned her reputation;
Without her, zebras never would have
Come to be one nation.

An emissary she remained
Until her life was spent.
If some tribes needed mediation,
That was where she went.

For Maele knew of friendship’s strength,
The force that it could be,
And that is why, in Zebran now,
Her name means “harmony”.