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May 2014
My knight he sways to and fro, wind under saddle
He rides heavy
Til night falls
til morning dawns
He shant let go of the winds beneath his billow

He sways not here
Nor there
He will reach me
Death, or spear
He strides long on the saddle day in and day out
Ghost rider
My knight
My lover, my knight
Hex
seaching still,
High and low
Never shall my knight
Let me go
Our Love so powerful the bond so great no spell
Can break no man can ungergo
What baffles the most
That neither of us can

Let them
Dedicated to my dearest, William, Bowles
Rachael Dawn Busby
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