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Night, it is dark eyes, every time you look back, it is endless starlight. Night is the beginning of jealousy. Every heart is a confession. She will seduce into a white refreshing, tempting who can resist, no red lips, no flames. She was lying on the side of the bed, full of endless delusions. The perfect hip shape outlines the perfect picture, and the pure white student uniform is like a first love. Long nights, white fireworks, Iraqis in bed.
