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Dulcinea
My love is fierce
A blade that I wield
From the end of my strong arm
Valiant and true
I fight
And pierce
And stab my way to victory
To your heart
But in my raptures and my fantasies
I,
Enraged and impassioned,
Move too quickly
And I learn that love
Is always fragile,
No matter how strong it appears to be
A blade that I wield
From the end of my strong arm
Valiant and true
I fight
And pierce
And stab my way to victory
To your heart
But in my raptures and my fantasies
I,
Enraged and impassioned,
Move too quickly
And I learn that love
Is always fragile,
No matter how strong it appears to be
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