I come to thee with hands outstretched With friendship and with honour, I an not rich,nor have I wealth Nor seek I to destroy thee. Ne'er will I do thee hurt Nor let another do so I am thy Knight of Table Round And thou,my Queen beloved. Fear not my love, For thou shalt see As I my oath have given,that I in all my days, Will for thee .care,'til I am duly shriven
Reason for writing:
Something within does this to me.
Birth sign: Capricorn
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