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Many of their friends he never saw any more they were the ones who had been attracted to her , that had circled around her like so many butterflies around a flower , and who flew off when the flower painfully wilted , the laughter ...
Many of their friends he never saw any more they were the ones who had been attracted to her , that had circled around her like so many butterflies around a flower , and who flew off when the flower painfully wilted , the laughter ...
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But if there is to be a rebirth it will not be fulfilled by man alone . Job has come as far as he has largely through his reactions to the three friends . Their certainty has stung him into whatever awareness he has achieved .
But if there is to be a rebirth it will not be fulfilled by man alone . Job has come as far as he has largely through his reactions to the three friends . Their certainty has stung him into whatever awareness he has achieved .
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They were all about twenty , more intimate than ordinary friends because their mothers had been girlhood friends before them , and in their childhood they had lived in the same suburb and had known the same people and had done the same ...
They were all about twenty , more intimate than ordinary friends because their mothers had been girlhood friends before them , and in their childhood they had lived in the same suburb and had known the same people and had done the same ...
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