Today April 1, the sky suddenly became unusually cloudy. Then the wind rose. Then it rained. Where is god It’s too high. Where is the end of heaven. Maybe it’s a long way, so it’s a small heaven to pity people. Farmer together we built a life and so we love poster. Is that right. I see the mischievous smile and gaze and indifferent slender fingers on the strings. The wind from the Perfume River rattles on the trees. My hair is fluttering in the wind with my immense, immense singing.
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