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Úkryt náš spočívá v nápadité hře s pocity a dětskou radostí.
Jak pijavice laskavé naše zvyky se zdají, snad nemýlím se, či ano?
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Plést se mohu, co já vím. Nic necítím. Tvrdě spím. Boj se až se probudím.
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