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My Launcelot, My Woe
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Created on 5-14-07
Gwenhwyvar always seemed trite to me.
Marrying one man and loving another.
Now though I am not so sure.
Is what I have the best there is?
Is it love, or an imitation there of?
What is in my heart?
Should I hold to what I have?
Can I even chose?
What has happened?
I had my Authur.
Now tall gallant Launcelot
rides toward me.
What wrong did I do
two have to heros
when a woman can only love one?
Marrying one man and loving another.
Now though I am not so sure.
Is what I have the best there is?
Is it love, or an imitation there of?
What is in my heart?
Should I hold to what I have?
Can I even chose?
What has happened?
I had my Authur.
Now tall gallant Launcelot
rides toward me.
What wrong did I do
two have to heros
when a woman can only love one?
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