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... n I looked at the tiny stones on the road, I thought about the pale face of the wooden rope, "Hold me."
The wooden rope smashed a little, then slowly reached out and hugged the waist, the white clothes on his body, the nose and the smell of good smell that could not be said, the wooden rope closed his eyes. Covered the eyelids that have begun to redden.
"Slowly eat." When he looked at the wooden rope that was drinking white rice porridge, he said.
Because the doctor said tha ...
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