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Snow Moon Flower Picking up DrunkNo CP4k WordsOngoing
After I woke up, I found that I had become a ghost. Together with my sister, we tried our best to prevent my sister from having the same tragedy as us. But at the end, I could only look at the blood-red , sighing in vain, and my soul disappeared. We can protect her for a while, but in the end, we cannot protect her forever. Perhaps in this social context, women like us are ultimately powerless. Our whole life is like a bird trapped in a cage, struggling desperately, but can only break its wings,
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