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The Divine Compilation: TypeScript's Inferno


In realms of code, where chaos once held sway,

TypeScript emerged, a beacon in the night,

To guide lost souls along the typed way.

With interfaces strong and unions bright,

It forged a path through JavaScript's domain,

Bestowing order, banishing our plight.

O blessed compiler! Our errors you constrain,

With gentle hand, you shape our grand design,

In TypeScript's embrace, we code without pain.