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Mar 2014
I have the castle, but where's the knight?
Clothed in white, he was supposed to save me
and sweep me off my feet!
Did his GPS lead him awry
or did he get attacked by an undercover spy?
Oh haste, my love! Haste, my knight in bright white!
I have waited too many fortknights for you.
Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr
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Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr  My Home Is Wherever I Go
(My Home Is Wherever I Go)   
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