Fairytale.
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Last published Fri, Nov 7, 2025
Because I upload birthday letter wrong time, I have to make something else! how can I mistook it every years? just that I'm not upload it because I remember last minute. this year, I not remember it till you guys mention it not September (9). because I think November is (9) not (11) 🙃
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"This is a gift for you, human! Read this to us!"
"Are you sure you want me to read this...?"
Cale's face was filled with reluctance.
"Yes! Human!"
The three of them looked at each other before looking back at Cale with bright, innocent smiles.
"Happy birthday!"
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