Sorry, dear. . . . Prince. . . .
Actually. . . I'm not a princess. . . It's time to wake up from Cinderella's dream. . Why this time. . The prince could not find her glass slipper. . .
Pumpkin carriage. . At what point does it disappear. . When did the 12 o'clock bell ring? . .
Loneliness is blowing in the wind. . Blowing up the hem of her skirt. . . Desolate. . . It seems like there is none. . . Temperature. . .
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Chaos... I don't know what I'm writing...