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Raphium Series~the Host
your mother is quietly singing to you oh children of the dawn
beseeching your intelligence
you came here to make war with the Earth
with Her
I am her guardian
I collect her children scattered by the roadsides
poisoned by your greed for power
polluted with your bigotry
I cleaned her up and set her apart
she wears no jewelry
she covets not the wealth of the land
she has kept her vows
an honorable woman is Earth
this is not your home planet
war is present in our star system...She knows
you are offered sanctuary
humanity is still in its infancy
don't judge him too harshly
lovely ones of the host I beseech you
come to me
I offer you solace
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