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... death came, he always smiled, as if to convey his emotions to other people's girls.

At this time, I was crying like a child.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are unbearable pains for human beings.

In a short period of time, Kallen tasted them one by one, even though Kallen's will was as strong as iron, she couldn't continue to bear it.

"Just let it out, let it out."

Otto raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to caress Karen's back, comforting the girl in h ...

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