The Collapse
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  • صوت 12
  • أجزاء 4
  • الوقت 14m
  • مقروء 123
  • صوت 12
  • أجزاء 4
  • الوقت 14m
مستمرة، تم نشرها في نوفـ ١٩, ٢٠١٣
I know I should be thankful for my life, being in the place I am. I only wish I wasn't the only twenty-four year old in my country. So many people don't make it to this age. I'm considered old and wise since I'm the oldest in the country. No one makes it to twenty-two nowadays. Yes, I guess .in grateful to the Fates for not extracting my soul, but does lucky also mean alone?
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