By Damien Knight
Here we are my dear
You say you’ll forget
But my words were serious
I am not a man of jest
Maybe in the future
I can have Aniya for my own
My heart filled with doubt
For now I’ll be alone
I still love you true
Always support your dreams
Princess it wasn’t easy
I had to set you free
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