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Standing on the balcony, she looked at the fine clouds stained like red wine, the sky was orange, the breeze gently caressed her green hair, and it was a dusk scene. She lowered her head, her eyes gradually moistened, and she held a necklace tightly in her hand and a photo of a handsome boy. She kept sighing, accompanied by tears that kept rolling in her eyes.
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