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The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and [he] lived all alone. [He] was very old, though [he] did not know it, and [he] was no longer the careless color of sea foam but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But [his] eyes were still clear and unwearied, and [he] still moved like a shadow on the sea.

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