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Perhaps it is exhaustion, perhaps knowing that it is impossible for them to escape their chasing, the man holding the things in his arms... Under the cover of the night, with the gently fluttering clothes, he is like holding a four. Five-year-old children are average. Hearing the footsteps that were close to his ear, he did not look back, but stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the abyss that seemed to have no end in front, saying in a creepy voice, "Whether you W ...
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