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... held out their arms toward the ship , and cried : ' Maklai , Maklai . ' So , remember : with goodness , anything can be achieved . " The woman walked into the dining room and stood at the door . She was wearing a little black hat . She ...
... held out their arms toward the ship , and cried : ' Maklai , Maklai . ' So , remember : with goodness , anything can be achieved . " The woman walked into the dining room and stood at the door . She was wearing a little black hat . She ...
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Konstantin Paustovsky. The beggar held his arm out in front of him . God stood up and held out this weak little heart . He stood up all - powerful , and cursed injustice . And black clouds rolled over the earth , The woods trembled under ...
Konstantin Paustovsky. The beggar held his arm out in front of him . God stood up and held out this weak little heart . He stood up all - powerful , and cursed injustice . And black clouds rolled over the earth , The woods trembled under ...
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... held out his hand . I shook it firmly , unable to say a thing . He straightened the belt which held his revolver , and commented : " We'll have to shoot that little fellow with the diamonds in his teapot . We've let the others go . I've ...
... held out his hand . I shook it firmly , unable to say a thing . He straightened the belt which held his revolver , and commented : " We'll have to shoot that little fellow with the diamonds in his teapot . We've let the others go . I've ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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