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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