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The flowing river was dazzling, repeated, repeated disappointment.

No one knows, no one.

He lost her again... Again and again …

He lowered his eyes with a sad and depressed look on his face.

Anne dug up her mouth, and because of the boy, she decided to tell them not to waste it.

She walked up to the white-crescent youth and stopped.

He raised his head and looked at him carefully.

Stunned