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... is pleasant, the migratory birds are crisp, and picturesque. I don't know when the fire began to rain on the top of the sky. The flame quickly burned down the English, burned the peach trees, and burned the migratory birds. The two teenagers were also separated by fire and sea.
Wonderland became a purgatory, money paintings wanted to cry but could not cry out, but wanted to cry for help but could not make a sound, only a piece of fiery red.
suddenly.
A pair of warm and powe ...
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