As The Coming Of Spring Passes By Slowly, Exams Have Piled Up. And Thus, This Poor Being Is Dead. Arms Have Become Mere Dust, And The Legs Have Gone Completely. Leaving A Husk Of Once Full Body (I Don't Know Why I Wrote This). And This Ended Up Becoming A Mixture Of Different Things. Like A Kimono (Since, I Can't Draw Suits That Well And Still Wanted The Floral Theme Alive.)
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