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Surrounded by a moat.
Many have tried.
A few of them
even died.
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Pristine.
Serene.
All alone.
Without even a comforting
touch.
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Me just sitting here collecting
dust.
Have seen no white steed.
Alone in my need.
So high in the air.
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Seems nobody even
knows
I am there.
Trapped
waiting for some knight
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to appear.
To release me from these tears.
A knight to awaken me from
this bad dream.
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