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A knight in shining armor
road through the countryside.
He carried with him in his hand
his love from deep inside.
He rode with such conviction,
his pace a steady run.
He rode into the billowy clouds
onward toward the sun.
His armor shone ablazing,
his hair a golden brown.
His smile was amazing,
this knight that I had found.
He rode upon a mighty steed,
his saddle made of gold.
His mane a silver streak,
his body strong and bold..
They rode through fields of blue and green,
this knight and mighty steed.
To get to where his only love
sat waiting to be freed. |
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