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I am the son of the Wind and Rain, Thunder beckons and I hear the call,
If I die upon this day, in battle I will fall... Hear me Brothers, gather up the wolves to battle we will ride. War drums black-out the beating heart, howling from inside. Storm, Black clouds fill the sky Earth, hear my battlecry Fire, and Thunder will bring forth Death, from the power of the Horde... |
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biao子与狗,天长地久;jian人shabi,如胶似漆. 很多人啊只有在疯狂的时候才能看到他最丑陋的一面…… |
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