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You Don't Like It That I Am The One You Need To Keep The Wolf From The Door; That Comes As No Surprise. But I Am The One You Have. At Some Point We'll Both Have To Risk Telling The Truth.

For Indeed You Have A Choice. You Can Flee And Hide, And Wait To Be Found. You Can Live Out Your Days In Terror, Without Meaning. Or You Can Take The Harder Choice, And You Can Save Them.

Nothing Comes Without A Price.

He Would Have Told Her - He Would Have Said, It Matters Not If You Are Here Or There, For I See You Before Me Every Moment. I See You In The Light Of The Water, In The Swaying Of The Young Trees In The Spring Wind. I See You In The Shadows Of The Great Oaks, I Hear Your Voice In The Cry Of The Owl At Night. You Are The Blood In My Veins, And The Beating Of My Heart. You Are My First Waking Thought, And My Last Sigh Before Sleeping. You Are - You Are Bone Of My Bone, And Breath Of My Breath.

Our Strength Comes From That Magic, From The Earth And The Sky, From The Fire And The Water. Fly High, Swim Deep, Give Back To The Earth What She Gives You.