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Savior


some Saviors aren't present

mine is around, circling my feet in an infinity sign

showing his constant presence

some Saviors aren't tangible

they require faith

mine greets me everyday 

i can feel his sleek body and soft fur

his green eyes gazing

a constant reminder

that i can get through each day

for i have done it before in worse circumstances

all thanks to him

my little Savior

this cat does not know the power he wields

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