"The ice is mixed with the sky, eyes, and when darkness approached I would like to kidnap a cold sunny day that could come back in a minute"
A mermaid dies and the river is desperate . Trap all hope of a life in a matter of seconds, set in the nearest future. Enclose an aurora borealis in 10 mega pixels. Try everything. The bad dreams in the nights with the moon wrong wrong. Then only unplayable onomatopoeia of terror.
At that moment I would have remembered even if I lost my memory.
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