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Sigh. All things part. Friends, where are they now? Returning to eastern stream, My turtle friend has long departed life. Strolling the street, My friend had become a craftsman. Back in the capital, My friend had become a merchant. Standing here where it all began, I can only watch their path split apart.
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May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 6:47 PM UTC
Friends, where are they now?
Sigh. All things part. Friends, where are they now? Returning to eastern stream, My turtle friend has long departed life. Strolling the street, My friend had become a craftsman. Back in the capital, My friend had become a merchant. Standing here where it all began, I can only watch their path split apart.
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May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 6:47 PM UTC
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