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Who is it, waiting for a thousand years by the river of forgetfulness, who is it, stubbornly clinging to that promise, reborn, half of the face of the opening of the Manjussha flower is a curse on her, she stretched out her hand, in the difficult to finally hold his hand, she realized how much hurt can cool that has been clinging to love for a thousand years. She realized, how much harm, can cool that has been clinging to the love of a thousand years.