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The quick rise of the ミサイル and its contrail... which isn't gas, actually it is many of many little minerals... you could 歩く right up to it, a year later, and touch this pillar spume. Parts of the Southwest resemble a 煙 森, filled with petrified 木（複） rising up like this in counties where the Army bought the right to 試験 missiles. |
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