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*He built me an empire on a gargantuan chateau There, you'll see me write under the Northern lights stars hover in sight as the ghostly glow of green  in the east over the peak of the mountain sky began to dance this one winter night The man of my history is nowhere in sight he could rule the earth but I was left in a tower of one window with a candle lamp on my side The blow of snow coming from my window sends shiver down my spine It's cold and empty there's no more guards standing on the portcullis, the drawbridge wasnt closed for years and the moat is starting to freeze Everything is dead, only my heart is alive waiting for the king to find his way back from a journey that made him lost his home, people and once he called a queen*
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
The Long Lost King
*He built me an empire on a gargantuan chateau There, you'll see me write under the Northern lights stars hover in sight as the ghostly glow of green  in the east over the peak of the mountain sky began to dance this one winter night The man of my history is nowhere in sight he could rule the earth but I was left in a tower of one window with a candle lamp on my side The blow of snow coming from my window sends shiver down my spine It's cold and empty there's no more guards standing on the portcullis, the drawbridge wasnt closed for years and the moat is starting to freeze Everything is dead, only my heart is alive waiting for the king to find his way back from a journey that made him lost his home, people and once he called a queen*
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
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