Deep down, the young are lonelier than the old. — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
Deep down, the young are lonelier than the old. — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
Deep down, the young are lonelier than the old. — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
Deep down, the young are lonelier than the old. — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
Deep down, the young are lonelier than the old. — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
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Deep down, the young are lonelier than the old.

— Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
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