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“Once upon a time” may not be the word to describe a dream, which I had a few nights ago.
Perhaps, I should start the story with, “There will be a day” … which I will walk on a green grass, with the cool breeze slipping through the linen garments. Whip your hair, just as I wear it in the present, with loose laughs, only that they will no longer be obsidian, but their strands will…
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