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it finishes crossing a bridge, one old-man couple came after me, They
said "come with us !". Then, I also mixed and ran. When they
came to the Janitor place, they said good-bye to me. I was alone again and walked slowly. The sky began to be rose pink, and became the gradation which starts blue, and the I stopped automatically. The colores reflects in the surface of a lake, and I thought about waking of the beauty of the name of West Lake. |
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