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Can fall with the same hatred and fear
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It also has to gallop through the glowing streets
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After the fog in Tushan dissipates
Those things that are scattered at the foot of the mountain
It seems like from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain
From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain it is just a
Empty movement, just as I am still crazy
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Top of the mountain, a wild jujube tree has been killed by the scorching heat
All things are seen dogs, invisible dogs
They bite each other, they can feel the claws flying
After they rarely climb mountains, their knees impatiently
creaking The little mouse is like Taoist chanting the spiritual song of
, the clouds are a lot of storm faces
Maybe nothing happened, maybe patiently consuming
Many voices are laid out in the wasteland, chasing each other
I was desperately trapped in the dung pile rolled out of the Beetle
OK, no one has long been there anyway
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Those who carefully watch lovers
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It is possible that the scenery will become a landscape
Hunter and fisherman can't imagine anything
salivating things
My imagination is still scarce and boring
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All kinds of corpses are floating on the water
and the soap liquid that women rub with red and white arms
When the bubble becomes a bubble
I don't know that the next time I will fly and destroy
The match's flame has been burning quietly
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In the evening, I want to have a drink with my former friend at the West Hotel in the City
In the sunset, the idol we worship whistles
Summoning witchcraft, how many actions can there be for immortality
Handle Qinglian Layman 's sword is just a wanderer The standard configuration of
Actually, I only believe in silver saddle photo white horse
The rest of the road is worshipping the crowd's own shadow
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