The light walking on the dust and sand is piling up a dwelling made of footprints.
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Give yourself a strong reason, there is nothing in life that the past does not go
Delicate hand rub to jade color even, green oil fried bright yellow deep. Spring sleep at night to know the light, squish the beauty wrapped arm gold.
La vie n’est pas pour courir, mais pour sentir le chemin.
别到处嚷嚷世界抛弃了你,世界原本就不是属于你。