Pick roses in the brain marrow world. One, two... Let's make a crown of roses.

Even if a stiff finger is stabbed with a strand. What a pout of blood from a beautiful crown.

Next, twist and connect the rose neckline to make it. Blood is pounding.

"Maricana? Maricana? Maricana!

"Ha! What is it?

Something was tripping. Rose garden?

"Good. You're decent..."

Oh, peace. Sometimes it wasn't.

The past is the past. I have to live now.

It's creepy and scary to die. Uh, but it comes to everyone equally.




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