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A small cloud fell
The white mist arrives at the ground
My mits comfort me with happiness
Vegetating in one it will detail
The only together remaining portion in return
My eyes donate until being red
I imagine sounds
Of insects they are not true
I lie down in return
It seems that I found something new
Lying in my bed
I find that I was left of side
I imagine I somebody
I find that it is you
You are so close
My body starts to grow
Why 1+1 is 2?
