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pure and cold chant
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Categories: fantasy (fiction)
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The white clothes are more than snow, dancing all the fragrance from the endless. Black eyes like a pool, through the vicissitudes of life, the heart does not change. The green shirt is the only show, see all the wind and dust still the same. The heroism of galloping ten thousand miles, laughing and proud of the nine heaven's splendor, laughing and joking, you and I have ever missed? A strand of green silk at my fingertips, this heart is uniquely mine! Listening to a...