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    Young Ann long young, sea wave is still into mulberry field.
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    I waste time, time will waste me.
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    The sun and the moon, can not be traced.
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    Four food, but a bowl of human fireworks.
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    The past is a prologue.
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    Like steady, not in a hurry, not lazy
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