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To me she came on one storm tossed night
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she was dressed quite flimsily in white
stepped into my arms before I knew.
She kissed me and in bliss we did play,
we were smitten; it was much more than lust,
every day I must from her keep away;
my friend, companion, lord in me do trust
but when Guinevere smiles there is just us.
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