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Here lies a gentle dancer, beloved of the moonlight. She wove moonlight into brocade, offering it to the moon…

Here lies a gentle dancer, beloved of the moonlight. She wove moonlight into brocade, offering it to the moon she loved all her life. Until her last breath, she never ceased.

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