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Book1:TeDream-Maker (第239/711页)
,timesloweddownandmightseemedtoninterminably.Thereforemundanecalcutionofthehumanlifespanwasinaccurate.Timewasonlyafeeling,anobscureidea.Likefate,itwasaralstatebetweeentandent.Whenwerealizedthis,wecouldtrolthespeedoftimewithouremotions.Novelsuddenlyrecalledseeingawhitecloudattheerofherwindthedayandwonderedwhereithadfloatedto.Shefeltasthoughshewasthatcloud,floatingandsinkinginthewideexpaheseaoftime. Stifffromsittinginthesamepositiontoolong,Novelyawnedandstretchedherselfzily.Herarmspausedinmidairwhehoughtofherhusband,Joshua,lyinginthatnarrowcoffinwithnospaoveabout,letaloretchhimselfwhecramped.Oh,howunfortablethatwas!EverySundaym,Joshuawouldsitontherogchairshewassittingonnow,smokinghispipea
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