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The last troops from a war that has fractured fragments of ideas in the consciousness of the university year aimlessly reminiscent of mutual drink, warning him that sentence for a moment:
"Life in the memories of the experience, the feeling is independent of thought and time. No matter what comes per life and not just remain outside of our life. If you're thinking that will stand