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Mar 2016
His highness is searching for a bride,
She must be very beautiful and also dutiful.

He doesn't care if she's not educate,
He just cares that she be able to *******.

He doesn't want to have a lady with brains,
He just wants a woman to hug in the rains..

He wants a first hand girl, that is a ******,
So that she doesn't complain, to merge in..

Not debate, and follow all his orders without hate.
And to accept such a wife, he needs dowry as bait!

He is gonna be king, an official ideal candidate for a bride,
Who wants to have a lady, 'her' tears who could hide
Kings my goodness!
Dead lover
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Dead lover  Agartha
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