Copywriting | You haven't chanted a spell, but all the stars fall into your eyes
The moon was chewed up and turned into stars, and you hide among the starry sky.
Even if you are a bottomless little devil, there will always be a Demon King to cherish.
I just like it a little sweet, half-sugar baked milk with Takijuku (Japanese jelly balls).
Let me be honest, I've had plastic surgery, and my belly is padded, my double chin is cut, and my legs are filled with fat.
I'll keep all your worries and depression in a small house, and bring you moonlight to guarantee that you have sweet dreams every night.
It's okay, shine brightly in my universe.
I hope your dreams today include yogurt, french fries, cake, and strawberries, and you.
Standing in the darkness, gazing at the light, always maintain hope.
The moon won't shine; it was hit by asteroids and scarred. People say it's gentle, and it just hides in the mountains.
While the stars and the moon are shining, let me quietly say you are cute.
May everything be beautiful and arrive as scheduled, and the people you like are by your side.
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