Such a precious thing
So beautiful, no one else may touch it
It pulls on my heart, my very soul
As every day wanes.
I shall never harm it, it shall remain my curse
All who follow to me shall feel its pain
I will inflict death to those who wish to take it.
This is my burden, My beautiful burden
My bane
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A farewell to a gentle friend.
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