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Eleven eleven. The time I heard a raven. As the flock flies away. The paladin is to stay. Milady in her slumber Safe and sound in her quarter I stand my ground Until morning is found Hastily comes the servant He most certainly is arrogant. My princess stays in place Where I guard shield and mace. Our ties and fates interlaced I wait for milady's embrace
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
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Eleven eleven. The time I heard a raven. As the flock flies away. The paladin is to stay. Milady in her slumber Safe and sound in her quarter I stand my ground Until morning is found Hastily comes the servant He most certainly is arrogant. My princess stays in place Where I guard shield and mace. Our ties and fates interlaced I wait for milady's embrace
Ever felt like you wanted to protect some one?
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Jan 19, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
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