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This way.

She dragged him by hand
Said come to my land
You must fight for my honor and sake
For from my homeland
I have ran
And there is peace at stake.

I took him to fight
He fought brave with might
And we moved to a land far away
We then set our sights
On love and on life
And lived happily after this way.

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