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the knight

He rests in peaceful slumber, my knight,
but his armor does not shine.
The tiny ringlets cast no cool glow as
morning light streams down upon his pillow.
I creep to him quietly.
My footsteps make no sound on the stone.
I bend over him, my lips touching his for a brief moment.
With an innocent kiss, I make my wish,
and stepping […]



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