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０１０． ＶＩＤＥＯ
Do you remember the first man or woman who greeted you upon your arrival to the stars, Tranquility?
[ Lucrezia Borgia sprawled on her bed, a dragonfly ring in hand. ]
I loved the first person I met upon sight, with a love that was stronger that anything I expected to feel at such a time. A love of tales and songs and I carry its mark on my heart until this day.
[ she could end it there but not without the slowest grin of the century. ]
Poets would kill for an opportunity to love so fiercely among stars. It would produce beautiful words for them to deliver to the world to show that love is not a selfish whim.
[ never that, not to Lucrezia Borgia who is still a romantic here. ]
God knows I never sought anything in you except yourself; I wanted simply you, nothing of yours.
[ Lucrezia Borgia sprawled on her bed, a dragonfly ring in hand. ]
I loved the first person I met upon sight, with a love that was stronger that anything I expected to feel at such a time. A love of tales and songs and I carry its mark on my heart until this day.
[ she could end it there but not without the slowest grin of the century. ]
Poets would kill for an opportunity to love so fiercely among stars. It would produce beautiful words for them to deliver to the world to show that love is not a selfish whim.
[ never that, not to Lucrezia Borgia who is still a romantic here. ]
God knows I never sought anything in you except yourself; I wanted simply you, nothing of yours.
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