Faction 09

You grant them sight,
so why can they not see
beyond the boundaries of their own mortality?
I hold an individual world
for each of them in my hand.
It will give them hope,
It will give them purpose.
Life: Without it,
These frowned creatures will whither
and die!



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Writer(s): Klayton
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