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Tar1988

Published: Apr 20, 2007

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I am the sun, I am the rain
I am the love, I am the pain.
I was the first, I will be the last
I am the future, I was the past.

I am the light and I am the dark
I am the shadow and I am the spark.
I am the dream and I am the tale
I am the bright and I am the pale.

I am the world, I am the source
I am me, but forever yours.

~tar

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rjbruin

Aug 13, 2009

I like it! And I also have to complement you on your way of receiving all this worship: you never thank somebody in the same way twice! That's worth a mention, I think.

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