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Would that all of us had your purity,

That distinguished virtue of a select few.

Many claim such superiority

Making it obvious none of them do.

You face your enemies and wish them well

Even as they oppress you readily.

I, for certain, would damn them all to hell,

Their due punishment burning steadily.

You, you are a rarity, so precious,

A soul uncorrupted as fallen snow.

I contemplate what others possess this,

But to equal you there’s no one I know.

Nothing can touch you, of that I’ve no fear.

Protecting you is a job to hold dear.