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假仙女 2018-08-01 14:25:43



Balto His face was soft, the lines at the corners of his eyes nearly erased in the gentle spill of light--his crow's-feet, and how she loved that word, as if the bird's scaly claws had taken hold there like something out of a horror story, Edgar Allen Poe, ...  (展开)

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