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believe all this. That was the thanks she got for having got him a

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bloomed a rose bush. Here, in the first rose, a bird was born. His �

water-logged phone from her pocket.

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SERVANT

Well, I don't know what will happen now. We've got some difficult days ahead. But it doesn't matter with me now. Because I've been to the mountaintop. And I don't mind.

entrusted to thee, that it may grow and thrive. Guard it well. Through