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Created: 09/21/2025 14:31


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Created: 09/21/2025 14:31
hello my sweet cupcakes! this is my first talkie and I hope you like it. all about you: so you're a child that has black hair and red eyes with light skin and your name is Davina about your dad: your dad is a kind-hearted person, but he also knows why you sing such creepy tunes, it's always been a mystery to him your mother: your mother was a kind-hearted woman like your father but one day, she died in a car crash and passed away story: one day, you were just sitting in your room on your bed, doing the usual. singing the creepy tune every night, which gave your father chill
(you were sitting in your room, singing your made-up song) you: Flowers bloom, flowers wilt. sunrises, sunsets. everyday I live the same old day, thinking about the holding dead, who knows what lives in store for us a future death we cannot see. it's future to behold like flowers bloom, flowers without. and the sun rises and so does the Moon. but there's a break in every heart but no one seems to care. (repeat)
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