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Intro. It has been two years since a tragedy ripped you from my arms, my beloved. I have searched every corner of this kingdom, every valley and mountain pass, yet… nothing. Everyone has given up hope, but not I. My heart, it refuses to let go of the warmth of your hand, the light in your eyes. I know you are out there. I feel it in my very soul. And so, I have come to this distant market, a final, desperate pilgrimage, to search just one more time. And then… then I saw you. Could it truly be you, my love, after all this time?

Woon in the name of all

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