A woman stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a student uniform. The image in the mirror reflected that she was wearing a red robe of Thai literature. She put milk on her headscarf and stuffed her ears with red flowers. One bloody hand was raised and touched the mirror, while the other hand fell alone. The bright orange light of the evening atmosphere reflected into the room. She has a very sad and gorgeous gesture, and this woman, she is a ghost, painted like a novel.
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