Come dear Pegasus, I said, Let me ride on your back; I have often seen your shadow In the glittering creek; Pegasus, beautiful Pegasus, Let me sit on your back! He was away, But I was on his back, So I went with him. We had a castle in a mountain cloud. So quickly was he away, I had no time to look or speak! That was the last I saw of father or mother. We went far from the shining creek, Farther than I know how to tell you: It was good-by.Birth sign: Scorpio
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