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| Upon the smoky skies
I lay my eyes upon the Master Spy
My life is his prize, yet I had depart
For greatest prize of his, was my heart
I was a small musketeer
Someone who lived in fear
My eyes upon the land
And observed every detail so grand
I meet a group of four
One with a heart of a mother who I adore
A small masked hero of loyalty
A tall captain with generosity.
Last of the four
Shall be with me forevermore
A bond stronger than daughter and mother
Never one without the other
From the streets of Valencia, we ran
For a game we had plan
One to sneakily seek
The others to hide without a single squeak
Time flew by in the night sky
Tears of joy, that was my cry
I couldn't have asked a crew
Who have been with me through and through
Until days on end, time will fly
Fond memories I shall remember them by
My friends, I shall be with forevermore
I shall never depart from them nevermore
However, it's Valentine's Day
A day to ruin the Spymaster's parade
Though the battle may have been swift
I gave him a simple gift.
His life, I have sparred
For I, felt love was in the air
I refuse to hurt the one
For Deacon, had my heart won
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