I am...

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I am…

My name is Exétafus.

I am the wanderer on the Soul's roads.

 I am the book you haven't opened; I am every book you've ever read.

   I am the space between the darkness and the light.

Though I am as old as time itself, I shall witness my own birth tomorrow.

 I am the silence of the whisper, the roar of the gale.

   I am the crack in the egg.  I'm what your friend said that you didn't hear.

I'm the one who gave you bunny-ears in that photo on our 6th-grade field-trip.

 The turtle you stepped on while swimming in the pond at summer-camp; that to, was me.

   I fear you.  I exist because you believe in me.  I am the forever-kept secret.

I wear different colors.  I evade the shadows.  My eyes are green.

 I have many friends.  No one knows my true nature.  I am what beauty dreams of.

   I do not lie.

I am eternal.  I am the smoke from the flame.

 I am the period at the end of this sentence.

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