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Rogue work
My mind as keen
As a razor’s edge
My heart is large
And full of hope
My feet are fleet
They will carry me far
My shoulder and arm
Are broad and strong
That will carry my woe
But, before me I behold...
Soft Cheek
Soft Hair
Soft Eyes
Soft Lips
So Fair...
Will you be my Lady?
This was never dedicated to anyone in the past.
Just something that came to me when I was searching.
I'm hoping I've found that someone.
Last edited by rogue49; 04-19-2003 at 09:46 AM..
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