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A boy and his father were once in a village, walking the footpath in the early hours of the day. The kid watched in awe as the Red Sun gradually rose above the eastern horizon. The sound of birds chir
A boy and his father were once in a village, walking the footpath in the early hours of the day. The kid watched in awe as the Red Sun gradually rose above the eastern horizon. The sound of birds chir
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