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povestea mea este foarte trista. pentru ca o pisica pe nume Veti a dispărut m-am dus sa duc gunoiul si am lăsați pe scara la usa mea ca voiam sa merg la defilare si iam spus sa rămână acolo . Ma asculta de obicei dar nustiu cum a dispărut. Cred ca un vecin a loat-o mie dor de ea . Dar nustiu ce sa fac.
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