The loose leaf that is struck by the spring rain that whispers, waken up with a stretch.
A white star was poured in the gaps of the wilderness, and the great weight eyelids finally winged and ascended.
To the abyss of cochlea who was sleeping also light came in.
Denquar's melody healed the damaged eardrum and became a Tinkerbell who come flew suddenly, was embroidered with the dawning.
Shine with 3MY~!
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