Standing on the heights close to the sky, staring at the valley bottom, the echoes interpret dreams, the soul laughs at the body, and the nut leads the way, rides the tram into the drunken alley, touches the wind, there is always some kind of heaven overlapping hell, the pink monk beats the wooden fish, there is always some kind of animal that sheds tears At the end of the bluestone steps, there are tall buildings and bright lights. Because of betrayal, the light has settled into fog. The soil is buried in the soil to save the emptiness. See how many innocent people in the world believe that the devil also represents Jesus
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