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... ing the trees on a small hill to sway and rattle.
A young man could be seen lying on the hill, with a stem of green bristlegrass in his mouth, gazing into the distance.
"Eternal life is truly as lonely as snow. He sighed; however, his sigh didnt convey a feeling of sadness, but rather an intense sense of secret delight.
"Moo~ Moo~"
Sitting beside him was a black ox with a broken horn. Yes, sitting. It was not standing, but rather sitting on its hind legs, with its ...
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