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your Highness!
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you're so beautiful today
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I wonder if there's anything left for us to improve
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even the dawn blushes
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knowing it must rise after your Grace
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a cloth steeped in orange blossom
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cool as morning mist
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let it wake your Grace
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as gently as the sun kisses the sea
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your Grace's skin has already tasted
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the softness of coconut
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perhaps
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the touch of almond oil would be good for your skin
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Would you bring the hairbrush?
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now this will make your skin satin beneath royal gold
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your Grace
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a breath of color your Grace
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like the first blush of dawn upon marble
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your highness
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your hair is as beautiful as if it drank morning mist
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The city hums with anticipation your Highness
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you're so beautiful your Grace
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a touch of perfume
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and now your Grace
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the treasures of the Trial
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the Accordian armor woven with alchemical brilliance
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light upon shoulders
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the crown of the Ascendant
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for those who do not merely walk the path of greatness
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but take a wing upon it
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the third prize isn't ready yet your Highness
