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Jun 2015
At the early morning, when the handsome prince climbed the ladder of the 13th floor
The mini blue hyacinth next to the window rang her thirteen gentle little bells
The Thirteen-Words princess, who are reading the book,
Opened the thirteen little white windows
The early dawn’s milky white light and thirteen chirps of the green bird,
Floated into princess’ little heart with thirteen different flavors of freshly sweet morning coffee from the kitchen
In the dim light of dawn, thirteen little dwarves were passing the little red bridge
When princess saw prince in such a surprise, she winked her eyes for thirteen times
Thirteen layers of blushes slowly rose to her cheek and her face soon turned as red as a ripe apple
Water Lily
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