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Cinnabar turned to gold, I mount the dragon, soaring to the Pure Realm beyond the sky. Clouded longing, ocean …

Cinnabar turned to gold, I mount the dragon, soaring to the Pure Realm beyond the sky. Clouded longing, ocean sorrow, such thoughts move one to sigh.

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