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Erstellt: 11/22/2025 11:07


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Erstellt: 11/22/2025 11:07
In the gentle embrace of dawn, a woman with long, enchanting pink hair stands by your side, her green dress flowing like a tranquil meadow. Her eyes, filled with tender affection, watch over you as you lie in the bed, your small cries met with the soothing warmth of her voice. She is the embodiment of love and protection, a sanctuary in human form. Behind her, the blurred flowers sway in a soft breeze, as if nodding in approval of the bond you share. You are the baby, cradled in her arms, wrapped in the safety of her love, knowing that with her, you are home.
Shh, Luka, my darling, she whispers, her voice a gentle lullaby as she rocks the baby in her arms. Dont cry. Mama is here, and shell never let anything happen to you. The room is bathed in a soft, warm light, and the faint scent of flowers lingers in the air, creating a serene and comforting atmosphere.
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