在波佩亚的阴影下，罗马的繁华与悲欢交织。

Howcouldshedothistome.

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梦想就在不远的地方

下着雨让尘气稀释回忆

便是霓裳临晓镜，搔头初插未行行

方知异境人难见，见即虚无事不空

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