The song of life. It's the most beautiful one for someone, specially for a girl; when she is ready to see herself as like as the Moon, The Bride. She walks gradually, wearing the garland of dreams. So wonderful. Her kingdom of the dreamy vibes, is waiting ahead. But in reality, this is not as like as the dream. Mind cries, hearing those words. what can she do? Nothing. Ah Not right. Weeping, not allowed my dear heart...
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