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If you knew, what would you do?

Sometimes I truly wonder.

Always in the black of night

For she is ever my muse,

As I watch the sky, dark blue,

Stars and their endless yonder,

Wishing to be a brave knight

Not bearing any excuse.

What if I were brave enough?

Tell me, what would you do then?

What if I had the courage

To show, if push came to shove,

That I am not one to bluff

And to say, without the pen

– Far from its sure moorage -,

That you are the one I love?

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