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Aseara..in timp ce voiam sa ma pun in pat o voce mi-a soptit :
-Oare te poti considera o persoana liberā? Sau mai bine zis ce inseamnā libertatea pentru tine?
Speriatā,pun capul pe pernā si spun:
-Pentru mine libertatea inseamnā atunci când parintii mā cicālesc la cap sa fac un lucru,iar eu nu vreau sa fac ce-mi spun ei...in mare parte libertatea pentru mine inseamnā sa ai o familia aproape...
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