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Some people say: love is a rose, no matter where the love is, the hand always leaves a fragrance. Some people say: love is a song, sing all the joys and sorrows of life. In fact, feelings are a person's state of life. At the end of life, feelings are like lingering incense on the hand, leaving only the taste of taste.
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