No storybook tale;
No beautiful maiden;
No brave knight to the rescue;
Just two souls seeking shelter from the storm.
We have seen the darkness,
Which only defines the light.
I know who you are when you have forgotten;
You remembered me before we met.
I am here to shade you from the sun,
And to dry the rain.
When you weary of the wilderness;
I am here where we began.
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