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The year is at the spring,
And day is at the morn; Morning is at seven, The hillside is dew-pearled; The lark is on the wing, The snail is on the thorn; God is in his heaven, All is right with the world. |
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CRO上海S服[未开工会]---》(老)天狼RO[天堂圣域]--》木叶RO[冰峰王座]---》彩虹RO[冰峰王座]---》CRO圣域之门[牛牛乐园]---》数位城市RO[冰峰王座]---》CRO圣域之门[月の光]---》BKRO[冰峰王座]---》CRO圣域之门[光荣づ伤口]---》RRO[冰峰王座]---》CRO圣域之门[百鬼夜行]---》XRO[冰峰王座]---》MRO[月の光SF群]待续.........
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"No,"Said the child,"These are the wounds of love."
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