You’re my very last thought,

You’re the battles I’ve fought,

You’re the hero of my story,

You’re my pride and my glory,

You’re the sunrise that wakes me,

You’re the bolt of lightning that shakes me,

You’re the freedom that captivates,

You’re the key to Heaven’s gates,

You’re every puzzle’s final clue,

You’re the dream that almost came true.

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