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When I was a child, I wanted to fly in my dreams. There is a superstition that if you was flying in the dream then you was are growing up. I wanted to growing up. All my friends were flying in their dreams but I had never had been. Only once was I able to fly. was flying. I flew very lowly, like a crocodile (there is one An Ukrainian joke about low flying crocodiles), that really fly, but very very lowly ). I flew between the apartment blocks. It was a completely boring dream. In spite of it, I've grown up. :)
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