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make her drink wine until she loses her senses and seems to be dead beautiful like the full moon, and the moonlight of her beauty shone forth, like the night when the moon shines in secret because of the dark she seemed to shame the lotuses with a face more lovely than the moon. She captured the prince's heart the moment that he saw her
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
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make her drink wine until she loses her senses and seems to be dead beautiful like the full moon, and the moonlight of her beauty shone forth, like the night when the moon shines in secret because of the dark she seemed to shame the lotuses with a face more lovely than the moon. She captured the prince's heart the moment that he saw her
sailor-moon
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
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