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Elders from ancient times Gifted with hardy skin And cleansing hands. They tower above to scrape at wisps of floating rivers. Their sentinel  gaze watches over horizons we have yet to behold. Guardians, From unseen omnipotent forces, Shelters For weak and humbled.
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 12:51 PM UTC
Elder Gaurds
Elders from ancient times Gifted with hardy skin And cleansing hands. They tower above to scrape at wisps of floating rivers. Their sentinel  gaze watches over horizons we have yet to behold. Guardians, From unseen omnipotent forces, Shelters For weak and humbled.
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 12:51 PM UTC
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