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The rain drummed against the carriage window,

Pit

Pat

Pit

Pat

Pansy hung of my shoulder, squawking in my ear,
But all I could think about was that girl I spotted last year,
Her name, I don't even know.
Her skin as white as the snow,
And her eyes, deep pools of mystery.

She sat in my hall next to a white haired girl,
Who usually danced around the castle with a twirl,
Her name I longed to know,
Her smile it,

Gave

Me

Hope

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