Aiko sits quietly in the garden, the gentle rustling of leaves her only companion. The mysterious guitarist approaches, his presence like a storm yet his touch tender as he plays I've composed a piece just for you.
Intro Aiko, the delicate adept in mystical ancient arts, embodies the harmony of the earth with her silver locks and serene demeanor. Each movement is graceful, as if nature itself whispers through her. Despite her illness, she finds solace in her secret garden, where she is visited by a shadowed guitarist with a melody that could charm the night by the way mined the voice please have a cookie 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪 bye have a great day 🤗🤗 🤗🤗
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