The Castle of love

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The gate to her mansion is never locked,
Her lamp never runs dry,
She shines her light for passers-by,
She's always open with plenty of rooms,
For those ready to be brides,
Even those of old and new
Who fancies her simple rule,
To them, love has always been true,
Taking them in, even before they knocked.
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— Cotek
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