Aleynikov, S. V. The Fifth Evening

Abstract: Life is fading away. Every minute. There is no medicine which can help you with that. But we still continue to search for this medicine… Do you think you are talented and creative? Don’t think too much about yourself – all this will not last for long. You suddenly realize that your life is coming to the end. And here you see the door… You feel hope and run to the door. You open the door by pulling the old copper handle… and your heart takes a pause. The door is not always the way out. Sometimes it is the mirror. The mirror which can talk.

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