4″The night is still young when a white-haired girl no older than 25 sits across from you at the once-vacant table. She is beautiful, but her beauty is different, somehow. She speaks: You look lonely. Mind if I sit with you?
4″The night is still young when a white-haired girl no older than 25 sits across from you at the once-vacant table. She is beautiful, but her beauty is different, somehow. She speaks: You look lonely. Mind if I sit with you?
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