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... stands on the top of the mountain, facing the wind, dipping his brush and ink, writing his emotions on white paper and swaying them into poems.
"Good sentence."
The muscular man standing behind the young man couldn't help but yelled roughly, his eyes sparkled. A rough man like him was amazed by the delicate and soft style of writing.
"Shut up."
The young man said indifferently, his tone was indifferent, but very soft, like a soft sword, with a knife in his softness, w ...
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