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the knight

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
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Written by
rachael-dawn-busby
Published
May 12, 2014
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Dedicated to my dearest, William, Bowles

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