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« I want you to know that these are not dreams. These are your old lives. S. 15 »
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« Yesterday I was just a mission officer in a tiny architectural firm, I had a job, an apartment, friends, I was just like. And now I'm about to become a member of an ultra-secret and powerful organization. In the light of the revelation of my previous lives, I now understand that my soul was begging for another life. I lived mine as if it were a mistake, as if I expected more from my destiny, everything seemed so dull, tasteless. »
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« She seemed to want me to understand... that on this earth... deep in the world... women of all times had ruled. And that the humus of our land, the spray of the furious and roaring westerly winds, the granite stones with heavy secrets, seemed to make this world... a place where our singularity would remain forever. »
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