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    On the streets of Paradise Lost

    Three men passing by three women

    Three women also pass by three men

    Just like that, from the fire in July to the heavy snow, they, they

    They, they always pass each other under tall buildings

    At this time, the beggar in ragged clothes was downstairs, and despite the cold wind, he was still lying peacefully under the quilt, his head was covered, and his whole body was covered by the quilt, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he seemed to be silent like this  against them, they

    Resisting the world does not require words, silence is the best resistance

    The wind does not speak, but is used to wandering in all directions and has no fixed place, so the wind does not like white clouds, but only likes wandering

    I was also silent and just passed by you. Although the geese left traces, I did not leave the slightest trace. Since then, I have disappeared without a trace (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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