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"You do not like me too good. This is a sad thing, eh?" With a sweep of his hand, he indicated the world around them. "The sky is up, the earth is down. The sun shows its face, only to be chased away by Mother Moon. These things are for always, eh? Just as you are my woman. The song was sung long ago, and the song must come to pass. You must accept, Blue Eyes."