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I am older than you know,

Yet younger than I seem,

The one who haunts your nightmares,

You long to find in dreams.

I am the kiss that wakens,

But leaves you in a trance,

That tears your heart asunder

Yet makes you want to dance.

I am the light that guides you,

Down alleyways of night,

That ties the blindfold tighter,

Whilst offering second sight.

I am the one who reads you,

Like markings on a page,

The guardian of your prison,

The doorway to your cage.

I am…