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In the middle of the darkest moments of the night, all sounds were forbidden, all birds were dead and it was raining stones...There was no poem to sing nor a sun to rise. All the stars were flickering and the moon was drawing her last breath.
I can’t remember her name
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I can’t remember her name
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1 閲覧回数- 価格米ドル価格数量有効期限送信元
- 価格米ドル価格数量最低価格差有効期限送信元
In the middle of the darkest moments of the night, all sounds were forbidden, all birds were dead and it was raining stones...There was no poem to sing nor a sun to rise. All the stars were flickering and the moon was drawing her last breath.
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