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is true I want what all men want surely a princess pure virginal She my Queen my lady her cheeks roses. Glory I ask that I may dedicate my life To privilege to but hold her hand, to defend her honor bold, without question, or fears, to be her Knight, were I but worthy. To my queen, I look at you as my Dulcinea. Might I always wake to such a vision.
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 10:04 AM UTC
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is true I want what all men want surely a princess pure virginal She my Queen my lady her cheeks roses. Glory I ask that I may dedicate my life To privilege to but hold her hand, to defend her honor bold, without question, or fears, to be her Knight, were I but worthy. To my queen, I look at you as my Dulcinea. Might I always wake to such a vision.
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 10:04 AM UTC
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