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- Well, please, Denis Mikhailovich, understand me! - Through the crocodile tears begged the girl. - I can not be expelled in any way, otherwise I will be lost in this terrible world ... - What are you, dear. You’ll just perish ... ”The man thoughtfully leafed through his personal file, resting his head on his arm, now and then looking at the student. - ... Apparently, until you fell into a retake, you didn’t think about this terrible world and how to survive in it ... Anna, how are you according to the priest ...
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You never know what will happen to you in life. You study eleven years to work all your life. And when you are covered with gray hair, you have a dozen or two years left for what you have always dreamed of. It is a pity, however, that the sores acquired over the past life send you on daily trips to doctors. And in the end, lying on your deathbed, you realize that in all your life you have not lived, but only pretended.
When I decided on my dream, I ...
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When I decided on my dream, I ...
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