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[Hunting] the Second World·dead Butterfly
DidoRomance7k WordsOngoing
Weak little blue butterfly, Fear wears brown camouflage, Ah ah ah ah, Died violently in a glass jar. A broken and broken camouflaged butterfly, Sad and sad but unable to shed tears, Oh, oh, oh, He actually peeled off his blue wings. Poor poor death butterfly, Putting on a crazy smile, Hehe hehe, Colored with revenge. My, my, little butterfly, Gently tremble the red fingertips, Yeah, yeah, yeah, She laughed wildly and took out the heart, say, Butterfly cried
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[Hunting]wind
DidoRomance7k Words
Wind, I want to be like the wind, free, invisible, without any attachment. Wind, the representative word of untouchable, no, it should be unspeakable. Wind, now bound. Wind, no longer free. Wind, who caught her. Wind, Wendy. Wind, she is. What on earth made her stop and bound her... Here is the address of the song about the wind http://ting. Baidu. Com/player/index. Html?__MethodName=mboxCtrl. PlaySong&__argsValue=825798&fm=altg3 I hope you all like my article
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