Can't you see with me?

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In the land of legends, where tales are spun,

I am from the Prussian German queen, Berta's son. From the blood of warriors, Man Heinz's line, Harvested into the land of make-believe, divine.

Out of a rose, delicate and fair, I was conceived, with a destiny to bear. I am the one who can see beyond the sea, Where mountains are melted buildings, can't you see?

In this world of dreams, where all is art, I am from the very essence, a beating heart. From the Prussian queen, and a warrior's creed, In this tapestry of life, I am a part of the weave.

So let us journey, where reality and fantasy entwine, In the story of my life, where every word is a rhyme. From the roots of heritage, I shall never flee, For I am the one who sees, can't you see with me?
Red Brick Bob