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Leaving Beijing
What I am wailing at is not the crying of ghosts at night, nor the resentment of ordinary people. What is reflected in the window is not a ghost. She has never worn white clothes in her life. I've seen headless pigs, I've seen corpses giving birth to red umbrellas Densely packed black figures in the raging firelight The skinned execution ground drips with blood The alley where the departed soul is not just a folk song dead royal grandmother I heard that she was as stunning as me when she
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Colored Water A nightmare trip to the beach A red calm sea A gust of wind with a fishy smell she opened her eyes The elevator seems to have stopped at this floor Intention: Everyone can be like Yao and Shun 2Favorites18Clicks/ch—Nutrition