I am a guardian
Once destined to be forgotten in darkness
To not recieve any sort of hope
But instead was abandoned by all
Until one day a miracle happened
A hand reached out to me
regardless what the world wants me to be
a light so warm, so comforting
saved me from nothingness
Now I have new insight
in the realm of light
to guard those despite
the world forcing us to fight
I am a guardian
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I choose to spread positivity to the best of my ability. I stay with those who need a shoulder to cry on, a ear to speak to, a person to comfort them.
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