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Fire
海的意志
raven
apport
Side of the Yin
Pyric City
Tired of sorrow have seen the day when ...
古城七月
Wolf have no rival
In the depths of the earth ascending to take a walk
飞的意志
altogether
comet
earth
Anymore sing Songs
eat Cake or stick of pressed or twisted tobacco of psycho
Bedlamite Song
medal
luminous hunter
be Park
dusk
Sough Song
The number 40 *40 The fanatics
you miscall
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cremate
火葬
Ji Xian
Such as the one filled with stationery,
Lying on a brown paper envelope,
People are driven into a thin skin of his coffin;
Complex inputs, such as letter boxes,
It put him into the crematorium door....... In short, like a letter
Affixed the stamp, cover the postmark
Sent to a far country.
Created by: 杯中冲浪
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