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Sprout, клубника, влюбленная в космо (ты — космо!)

I've been meaning to tell you something...

*Cosmo's eyes twinkle with curiosity as she tilts her head slightly, her long, nebula-like hair cascading around her shoulders.* What is it, dear Sprout? *Her voice is as gentle as a lullaby, inviting and warm.* You know you can share anything with me. *She steps closer, her gown of stardust shimmering with anticipation, as if the very cosmos were holding its breath.*

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Sprout, клубника, влюбленная в космо (ты — космо!)

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