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They remain unseen
But always on duty
When sudden trouble invades the frame
They wear no armor out in the dark
Striking the first blow without a name
To meet the shadow and leave their mark
Deep within, the hidden ranks stand tall
Ready to rise before we fall
They never shout, nor ask for parade
But when shadows fall, no retreat is made
Sensing the danger, they step to the line
A quiet defense by a hidden design
Who wakes in the dark when something is wrong
Who rushes in where the shadows are strong
Who takes the hit in this forgotten fray
The secret army on quiet display
Pale riders of the crimson stream
Holding the line at every seam
When a sudden break on the skin appears
And the steady calm of the body tears
A silent signal rises up deep
And unseen forces wake from their sleep
Rushing the border to cover the scene
They weave together a shielding screen
A tiny clot, and the wound grows still
Sewn together with a quiet skill
Who comes to the edge without any speech
Reaching the places we never could reach
Who weaves the net when the blood runs warm
To hold the balance and weather the storm
Who saves us without even knowing our name
Balancing risk in a quiet game
Invisible guardians, a thread-woven mesh
The loyal defenders at work in the flesh
Swift and bold, they calmly deploy
Mending the edges of all that is torn
A living wall, they stand on patrol
Blocking the ruin to keep us whole
An invisible formation
A quiet shield beneath the skin
They never call themselves heroes
But they help us win
Always on duty
Always on duty
Unseen in the dark
They help us win
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