Beacons
Le God he’s rightly called
Usually against his wishes
Kindly spreading joy to
Everyone he meets
Superpowered happiness
Whether justified or not
A shining beacon of hope
No construct can destroy
So that’s why you’re the best friend
Once and forevermore
No darkness can compete
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