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Through time the world drifts like fleeting foam; the heroes of Yi River never turned home. The setting sun pu…

Through time the world drifts like fleeting foam; the heroes of Yi River never turned home. The setting sun pulls the waters east in flow; Yanyun's cloud-crowned mountains stand in ruins low...

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Through time the world drifts like fleeting foam; the heroes of Yi River never turned home… | Where Winds Meet Database