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Julia Lebedeva:
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When I was little, my mother and I loved to sit and look into the night sky, just like this. To dream that we are not alone, in the whole universe, that the stars are the eyes of the angels who are watching over us. But when my mother got sick, none of them helped. That's when I realized that no one is out there. Only silence, emptiness and the cold.
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