Yagakoro
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Happy Cirno Day!
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\(> w <)/ yus!
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( 'W' )/O you need more cookies
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Wiggle Your Wavy Spaghetti Arms!
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~( ' w ' )~ like this!
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Do those even exist on MMD?
Motion file, people, so don't show me links to some star wars miku vs neru, it's the motion file i'm after
Motion file, people, so don't show me links to some star wars miku vs neru, it's the motion file i'm after
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(^ w ^)
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Even an Artist has dreams of flying like the Swift.
We have torn our wings to immortalize beauty. We have buried our names in the sand so that our Art may live beyond us, free from the filth of ownership and politics.
We have wired our happiness to the pursuit of beauty. But somewhere deep inside likes an fallen dove, it's heart beating still, pulsing in pained spurts, still dedicating every last breath to utter a poem.
All we ask is love for our children; our Ideas that will transcend even us. We don't ask to be remembered, we ask for our Ideas to change the world.
We prefer to paint in the shadow, because the sight of the open sky is too much to bear. There is no turning back once we have torn our wings.
We have torn our wings to immortalize beauty. We have buried our names in the sand so that our Art may live beyond us, free from the filth of ownership and politics.
We have wired our happiness to the pursuit of beauty. But somewhere deep inside likes an fallen dove, it's heart beating still, pulsing in pained spurts, still dedicating every last breath to utter a poem.
All we ask is love for our children; our Ideas that will transcend even us. We don't ask to be remembered, we ask for our Ideas to change the world.
We prefer to paint in the shadow, because the sight of the open sky is too much to bear. There is no turning back once we have torn our wings.
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