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Death Of A Knight: A Response
My beautiful, courageous Dark Knight, my Man in the Moon,
God took you away from us so soon.
We know not the why, nor His plan,
yet He took a mighty, gentle man.
Leaving us to wonder why,
Our Knight was not supposed to die.
The Dark Knight rises, remember me telling you that?
Before we could blink, you were gone.
As the Spring's cold mist gave way to dawn,
you drew your last breath, and then went on.
I miss you so much, my one True Love,
Wait for me behind the Moon, where when we all finally meet again,
We will never be parted.
God took you away from us so soon.
We know not the why, nor His plan,
yet He took a mighty, gentle man.
Leaving us to wonder why,
Our Knight was not supposed to die.
The Dark Knight rises, remember me telling you that?
Before we could blink, you were gone.
As the Spring's cold mist gave way to dawn,
you drew your last breath, and then went on.
I miss you so much, my one True Love,
Wait for me behind the Moon, where when we all finally meet again,
We will never be parted.
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