A long long time ago in never forget kingdom, a dancer dancing under the moonshine.
Goose dance is on the move,
Hands reaching the moon, and flow,
Rounded the sweetest summer breeze,
A knight missing his lover, and glow,
An evening without silent in the soul,
Waiting a hope that stall,
A whisper near the beauty,
Like flowing river, melodies over destiny,
Flying up high to heaven,
A promise that shall not be spoken.
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