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When dreams end,
And dawn approaches, And no knight, dear damsel to defend. But broken hearts don't o'er night mend, And cames inevitably Light, enemy of nocturnal creatures. When dreams end. Darkness doth the Sun pend. To lay at Her feet indentures. And no knight, dear damsel to defend. It seems a daily, sickly trend, That awakening to harsh reality nurtures. When dreams end. O' knight please your strength lend, So that one could survive lifes tortures. When dreams end, And no knight, dear damsel, to defend.
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