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... the camp quietly flows, the river is clear, and the trees are covered with moss. The pebbles are visible at the bottom of the water. A squid of water swayed under the water. The long fish of the chopsticks shuttled between the plants. The smart fish showed only a black line on the back of the ridge, and the water reflected in the sun.

The ripples of the earth were disturbed by a burst of ripples, and waves of ripples swayed on the water. Noisy screaming and screaming to catch up with the ...

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

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