The Gril Who Called "Seng"

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I do.
I understand what the meaning of my Beats is.
In that instant, I had been met the some things that I had never been meet.
Strawberry lips?
No!
Angel?
Not!
But everything I had been wanted are beside her.
No one is noticed.
She was already signing in on my heart.

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