Stay with me. I made you a promise, and it will be so. I know I lied to you once, but I HAD to. You would have destroyed yourself. . .and a piece of me if I had told you the truth. Stay open, and just work with me a little while longer. You'll get your dues. You have my word, and I've only let you down once in the three decades that you were fully conginsant of me, though we go back way farther than that. You have the dim memories of when you were a young child, though you did misidentify me.
All will work out way before you thought. Knock off 400 days from your countdown. Love you, and thanks.
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