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Prince Stefan"i don't kow his name"

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Prince Stefan
"i don't kow his name"

A prince so fine, with weary eyes, tired of the throne, and royal guise, the fake smiles, the courteous bows, the endless balls, with stifling rows. The wigs, the lace, the powdered face.

Confining etiquette, a tedious pace. He yearns to break free from palace walls, to explore the world, and hear its calls, the thrill of adventure, the unknown sea, beckons him forth from monotony. Each day the same, a repetitive grind.

Until he meets her, with locks divine. Her golden hair, like sunset's glow captivates his heart and makes it grow. Rapunzel's beauty, wild and free, awakens desire to be with she. Her laughter echoes, a melodic sound, as he ascends, her tower-bound. In her eyes, a spark he sees, a kindred spirit with wanderlust's breeze.

Together they dream, of far-off lands, of freedom's joy, united kingdoms and outstretched hands. The prince's heart, once trapped and still, now beats with passion, and love's sweet will...

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