“A spring banquet has attracted millions of petals, but I do not care about such trivial things
Thus when a hand touches the patch of snow-white, I turn to have caught off guard, seemingly drunk in no time
And as the highness comes out of the dark, as they gather and dance around his noble shadow
My heart falls without hesitation as the word ‘nine’ imprints itself in my eyes.”

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