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Words to the best

Once upon a time appeared the most precious girl. Just there, smiling at the corridor. And she was perfect, absolutely beautiful. With no contest in the known land. With every shape refined by her perfect nature. With everything else polished by time. She had in the eyes the fire of thousands of dragons, she has in the smile the refinement of purity. She has in the heart the perfect storm day and night. However, she shined. Like the sun is shining in clear mornings, like that strange jewel, it is found in the darkness of the earth. And it was not by nature. She shined by the decision to be shining. She shaped the world by her choice to do it, and she became the best by the way she does, in the willingness of being her. It was in her nature to be absolutely spectacular, it was her choice to be the best.


Congratulations to the best one ever. It is over now.

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