#58 Proposal

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Your eyes are like an ocean, burying my heart deep

Your heart is like a lava, burning my love away

Your love is like a jealousy, frightening all my queens away

Now that we've come over an edge. Now that you're the only princess who remains in my life.

Tell me my dear, will you be my sister?

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