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Post by Tori Jacobs on Sept 20, 2019 0:20:34 GMT
At night I hear their voices cry out. At night I see their faces. Though it was not my fault my heart aches. Guilt consumes me. I go by Gaia, but I am not a god. I am gifted as much as I am cursed. I save yet I destroy. I refuse to kill again. I refuse to shed blood even to the worst of humanity. I wish to be a beacon of hope. An inspiration to many. To save the innocent and punish the guilty. That is my calling. Though few know who I am, I am loved by many. But if they ever discover the truth how many will be left? The truth lie with me, and me alone. To the grave I take it.
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