The guard never ceases to loiter about...enclosing the light.
Hovering over the holes of my crux, simply out of spite.
Putrid flavors of blood have filled his watering mouth, too long.
He strives to keep me safe from harm...he keeps me calm.
He meant to decipher divinity from iniquity, but has forgotten how.
...Upon the shoulders of the sentinel within, my fears will lay.
...Those without ulterior motives, never try to reach in anyway.
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