Love

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After a while, the glue and the mountain grew more and more close to each other, and finally, the glue proposed to the mountain with a little cotton ball that she found on the ground. 

"W-will you m-marry me?" she asked in her usual, stuttery voice.

"Oh, my! This is so sudden! But, I suppose, yes! I will marry you!"

And everyone on the earth rejoiced to their marraige, and they lived a happy, peaceful life. Until...

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