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For there she lay in a state of dismay, And he trapped in chains and bolts, All his attempts to breakaway, Crumbled as his hope, He knew what little it took to make her smile, A breath of fresh air she was to him, Her tender touch on his soul, Her love when she caressed his skin. For there she lay in a state of dismay, And he trapped in chains and bolts, All his attempts to breakaway, Crumbled as his hope, He knew what little it took to make her smile, A breath of fresh air she was to him, Her tender touch on his soul, Her love when she caressed his skin.
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