ERIN
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High in a tower was a maiden,
the bright and lovely Erin. Out the window she'd stare, for a prince to come there, to release her from bedroom prison. |
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High in a tower was a maiden,
the bright and lovely Erin. Out the window she'd stare, for a prince to come there, to release her from bedroom prison. |
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