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... rraces between the rivers were fragrant with the fragrance of flowers. The air was filled with cool water vapor, which was humid and warm. Cozy, far better than the dry, hot and desolate ghost place of Comora.
Dreaming of returning to his hometown, he misses everything in his hometown.
"wake-up!"
Such a call came from the river and the breeze that roamed in my hometown.
He was enjoying the breeze of his hometown, but he felt that his head was patted, and English came ...
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