"Like a thief in the night, she stole something precious from me...vital...
I left it in a locked box on the desk, but she had the key to it... now she won't give it back,
and I can't take it away from her without hurting myself, she was gone with the wind, and so i
went to pursue the one who took the only thing of value from me...my heart, and in my journey,
i will follow her wherever she may go,for as long as i can take it, to try and steal hers, and
if i fail, well, it will be a long walk home alone..."
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