He who does not see the cave, but knows his show, makes a poem. Hundreds of thousands of thousands of years of stone and stone. If you see this strong view, you will be drunk in the morning. How about this? Ask for advice. When asked by the false man, he is beautiful, and I replied, "in the cave." What is the beauty of the stone, I thought, and the stone curtains of the stones. What is the beauty of the world, I say, a thousand years of fatigue, and calcium, a stone, and a stone pillar. To express my feelings.
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