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She was the queen of Camelot in her dreams She wore a golden diadem and a silver swirling dress Servants were at her beck and call Her king was kind and brave and caring and noble But when day broke she was a prisoner behind bars Trapped in her bedroom With only her dreams to comfort her
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 10:10 PM UTC
The Queen of Camelot
She was the queen of Camelot in her dreams She wore a golden diadem and a silver swirling dress Servants were at her beck and call Her king was kind and brave and caring and noble But when day broke she was a prisoner behind bars Trapped in her bedroom With only her dreams to comfort her
Ancient-Greeklet
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 10:10 PM UTC
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