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Dews drift off the lavish leaves at MuMu's will. Each drop creates an octave, forming a bittersweet rhythm. As an Elf, MuMu might outlive everyone. Or she might die too early if she ever contracts Oripathy. Yet it won't stop her from singing across this ecological park.

"Don't let the loneliness stop you from being kind.
Don't let them say that your peace is a waste of time.
Don't let them crush all your dreams, then change their mind"