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The horizon sets with a golden view,
I’ve ventured here before.
The grass is whiter with every sigh,
That purple ski that morns.
It’s like a faded dream
It’s only a simple memory
Here is were we first meet, here is were we first kissed
Here is were we fell in love
Against the Marble Palace background:
To my surprise arms reach out to grab me
With such a warm sensation,
That I thought I would die.
I turn to see the face of the man that held me,
But like the faded dream
It’s only a simple memory
The desire of his and my lips to meet one last time overwhelms me,
And all I can do is sit here and wait for my Prince to surround me.
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