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A home does not always mean paradise This place is a palace disguised as jail Everyday seems to come at a large price My body and mind spirits seen as frail One day, my Knight came to save me from Hell With no rhyme- reason not - just your sweet love Aid of an arrow from Cupid, I fell Hearts bond together, mine you take hold of Days thousand later, none were with regret Three hundred days remain, such a long time United, time is endless, don't you fret We will together be after long climb The way it should be, lovers, you and I Eternally yours, till the day we die