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My Single Rose Collection

A Wintery Night it was
My Knight in Shining Armour
Came knocking on the Door
All Wet and Drenched
Caught in a Blizzard
Wolves chasing his Dear Soul
Here l was to his rescue
A deep embrace around a burning Fireplace
Watching the Cinders flying away
In silence we sat whispering our Hearts desire
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