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Our Small Savior

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"There is power in your veins

and chariots running through your blood.

Run. Find the Light. Find the Dark. Find Time.

Our small savior."

She whispered to the small basket beneath her. 

Her starlight was in that basket

Her fragment of hope lay there asleep

She lifted the child that lay there and held them

She knew her fate.

But not of her child's.

With that in mind she hid the small being

She did only what a mother could

When ignorance came out to feed. 

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