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人生若只如初见 何事秋风悲画扇 等闲变却故人心 却道故人心易变
骊山语罢清宵半 泪雨零铃终不怨 何如薄幸锦衣郎 比翼连枝当日愿 |
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Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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Would your bare your neck ... to the walking dead ...
Secretly, at least, within the safety of your head? Tell me, isn't it nice - every once in a while - |
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Would your bare your neck ... to the walking dead ...
Secretly, at least, within the safety of your head? Tell me, isn't it nice - every once in a while - |
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