I don't know when it started
She no longer believes that Santa Claus sends lovely bells on snowy cold nights,
I no longer believe that the prince will cut through the entangled thorns and kiss the princess lying in the center of the castle.
Perhaps, Cinderella has ended her love show time when the clock strikes twelve o'clock
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It might be safer to get used to being surrounded by loneliness...
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