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When the stars cross our era 2


We, after all, are just children who have not grown up. I don’t know the depth, just a group of children who only know how to play. My friends say, learn. I understand, but they don't understand what I understand. The power of knowledge is endless. But for us to write about children, learning, knowledge, is just an infinite abyss. If you can't learn, then there is no way. We have our dreams, but we don't have the strength to support them, because they don't want us, they say that knowledge is everything.

The third day: the unknown name 1939

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