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To you, most faithful Knight, upon your charge
I've sent my steadfast heart beat, in a poem
So that it's rhythmic core might measure dreams
That the uninitiate not freely roam-
And see my secret wish has grown quite large
Galloping as it goes, a self-fed stream
Down falling mountains; same falls my timid moan
One drop of tear; and yes, one drop of blood
Shall bind the secret book, it's every seam
My yearning for you there, upon your Roan
Is opening out my chest, a red-tinged bud
Plucked but once, your regal heart redeem
Though for the vapid start, can scarce atone-
Who used to hide from you, in stony wood?
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