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“Oh, the king Gone mad within his suffering Called out for relief Someone cure him of his grief. |
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His only son Cut down, but the battle won Oh, what is it worth When all that's left is hurt. | ֎ |
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Like the stars chase the sun Over the glowing hill, I will conquer Blood is running deep Some things never sleep. |
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| ➣H E I G H T ▪ Five feet and Five Inches-- small and petite. | ➣W E I G H T ▪ One hundred and two pounds. |
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| ➣S T A T U S ▪ Recently captured, somewhat confused and disoriented, and uncertain to what to expect next. | ➣H E A L T H ▪ 98% -- Various cuts and bruises from capture, emotionally complicated but otherwise in good health. |
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