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The blossomed tree out side of my window has not withered.
So, I may tell you a story of it.
This takes place when I am younger then today.

When I was only a small child,
I would imagine my knight in shining armor standing under the tree waiting for me.
I always thought that he would take me away to somewhere's special.
And still today, I picture him standing there every so often, and wonder, who might be my prince...
Who would he be?
What would he look like...
Would he and I have a lot in common?
Or would he and I be opposite...
No one will know I guess.
Unless of course you've found my knight in shinning armor?

But, could it be possible that you are the knight that I see under the blossomed tree?