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Buildings outside buildings, mountains beyond mountains, looking forward to people returning; poems within poems, reciting within poems, rereading them again in the dead of night with the lights on. The most superficial thought I have in this life is to see the flowers all over the ground and grow old with you. We once held hands together, walked through the blue ocean, looked at the burning peach blossoms, and looked back at each other's smiles. But the moment you put on the royal robe and held the divine sword in your hand, I knew that even if we have been together for three lifetimes, even if our hands are still held together, I will never be able to smile as innocently as before, and I will never be able to call your name again...
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