You we're sitting under a Sakura Tree on a mountain as the flowers was falling down, reading a book, it was night time, stars we're shooting down and the others we're sparkling as the moon is slightly behind the clouds, glowing brightly, lighting up the night, the city under you was beautiful, like a beautiful sight one in a million, then, he came up behind you and says in a soft voice. The world is beautiful tonight, isn't it? i wanna paint you in it, but i'm not good.
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