Purity is its very nature
Free unbridled, owned by no one
Perfect serenity its mother
Inner strength its father
Freedom, trust, goodness, its ancestors
Unmathced, unyielding, rippling in a coat of silver
With eyes of crystal and crown of ivory
It understands that which is beyond reason
Serves one whose very existence defines power
While those from the shadow and the night
Hunt it, crave to corrupt this purest of innocence
The challenge is awsome, but they salivate with anticipation
Fore the reapings are exponentially greater
They search, they chase, they fail, they die...
Standing proud, battered, victorious, bleeding
Its mane, like a cape, flowing in the wind
The symbol of freedom that outreaches liberty
The wildest among the wild
Unique in a domain of wonders
And beautiful beyond awe
It... they are the proudest among the proud
For they are the Unicorn
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