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| will sheff |
when that queen's daughter came of age, well i think she'd be lovely and stubborn and brave, and suitors would journey from kingdoms away just to make themselves known. and i think that i know the bitter dismay of a lover who brought fresh bouquets every day, when she turns him away to remember some nave who once gave just one rose, one day, years ago. |
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