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Enchanted Knights

.....Distance lends as shadowed hand,
Across enchanted lakes,
Of oceans we never dare to cross, 
Of the chances we don't take,

The stars that sparkle high above,
Hold words that we can't read, 
Destiny and fate it seems,
Are secrets we can't see,

And as the dawns of tomorrows come,
The path becomes less clear,
So we cling to enchanted knights,
Waiting for words we'll never hear...