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Angel Kong ya jing opened her mouth to her one mouth after another as she adjusted her posture and fed her into the twilight line more and more and longer the snow covered her with a coat she couldn't care less about rubbing the frozen red little

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     Emptiness is also still

Mouth after mouth

Open towards her

She adjusted her posture

Feed into the dusk bite by bite

The line grew longer and longer

Snow draped her in a coat

She couldn't care less about rubbing her frozen little hand

Stomp your feet gently

Stand in the darkness

It's like a squat sculpture

Moved into the dream by a gust of wind

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