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Think me not of day nor as night but as the breaking point of each. Think of me as the last breath of light, slowly dimming, bringing on the power and lust of night with all its beauty. The shinning stars and the beacon of light, the moon, giving light to a pathway of both love and hate, good and evil, happiness and sorrow...the pathway of emotion that each must take on alone to discover ones self. Think of me as o'ryan, the soldier and the guardian. And when your lost look to the north star, and there I promise to guide you to finish the task and never let go of your hand. Think of me as all these things, for I swear each comes from my heart.And when the dark becomes to much, I'll break the night with a growing shine one would believe that the end was near. I'll raise my light, my love, into the sky, to brighten your face, and make things clear. And when your cold, I'll be the fire to warm your heart. Don't worry, you'll never get burned for when the heat makes you sweat, the end of day and the beginning of of night is not far behind. Think of me as all these things, for I alone contain all, your rise and fall, your sun and moon...I will love you.
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