But, As we all know, This Light is a delicate thing, So easy to be put out, By those who fear it.
And so, It must be done, That someone must be Created To keep that Light from being Extinguished.
So then, It seems, That the Guardians must be, Niether Human, Immortable, Only Indistructable.
Oh, But even that is not what it seems, For to Feel, To Live, To Breath without End, Is to truly be Alone.
Because, They would tell you, To Love without Boundries, To Give without Thought, To Seek without Promise, Is to not actually Live, But merly to Exist. ...
Because, They would tell you, To Love without Boundries, To Give without Thought, To Seek without Promise, Is to not actually Live, But merly to Exist. ...
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