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Jun 2010
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I ran all over this world looking for you
sprinted across the landscape, collecting money
so that when I reached you, I could treat you like the princess
that you are.
I overcame all obstacles in my path
jumping, ducking, and even making myself a bigger person
so that I could reach you.
Now at last I see your home on the horizon
and I enter the door, crossing all the traps designed to stop me
from reaching you, my love.
I become the man I was meant to be as I climb
the final staircase, and stare at the door that holds my princess
inside.
I open the door and cross the threshold
I'm here princess.  I cross to the bed to find it empty.
"You'll never see your princess alive!"
******* it bowser.
Written by
MD
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