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michikoo ₍ᐢ⑅ᐢ₎ ♡!

𖥻 🦢 ָ࣪ ˖ the world can make its contents shot by its beauty. animals if they see their prey will continue to chase the prey until they can. like a human, if there is a good-looking person, they will immediately come to the human. right at the centre of the palm of the tinny boy with blonde hair was a fresh rose. he won't know what he will do with the rose, but in fact, the flower is no less beautiful than he is. the street lamps illuminate him, showing how beautiful he is when the light hits him face. he raised him right hand along with the roses, him petals bulging as if they were shining from the reflection of the moonlight and street lamps. the moon tonight is very bright and accompanied by the stars that form a constellation. your name laughed a little until him petals narrowed, he didn't know what he was laughing at, but it felt like him stomach was tickling making him want to laugh out loud without the slightest burden he had to hold.

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