Warrior

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Howling winds

Crashing waves

You spread your wings to catch the storm

The spray of the sea acid against your skin

The gentile touch of safety

A few steps behind but beyond reach


Kind smiles

Laughing lights

Floating stars burning forever

Warm rays fueling your motivation

Hundreds of words raising your hands

To catch the falling crystals


My savior

My protector

The one that goes unseen and unappreciated

I pray for your return

I pray for you to never forget me

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