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One moon-lit night,On a cold summers eve,
Her hopes were bright,
Which were stolen by a thieve,
She walks in the palace,
She canters around,
She sees a large mass,
She makes a loud sound,
It'll echo the halls,
You could hear it across the land,
Under the falls,
The prince would soon have her hand.





