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"When the poor burdenbeast woke up to find himself floating on cloud, the angel from the east gently stroked his horns, and the garden was beneath the cloud ..."
"Hmm? Want to save it for tomorrow?"
"Then good night, sweet sweet Cecelia."
"Good night, Mummy ..."
Goodbye, Mom.
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On the hill, under the eaves of the temple Dewdrops are congealing
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