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"
Hello
...
"
hello
...
"
hello
...
"
the
echo
answered
.
"
Who
are
you
?
"
asked
the
little
prince
.
"
Who
are
you
...
who
are
you
...
who
are
you
...
"
the
echo
answered
.
"
Let
's
be
friends
.
I
'm
lonely
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
'm
lonely
...
I
'm
lonely
...
I
'm
lonely
...
"
the
echo
answered
.
"
What
a
peculiar
planet
!
"
he
thought
.
"
It
's
all
dry
and
sharp
and
hard
.
And
people
here
have
no
imagination
.
They
repeat
whatever
you
say
to
them
.
Where
I
live
I
had
a
flower
:
She
always
spoke
first
...
"
But
it
so
happened
that
the
little
prince
,
having
walked
a
long
time
through
sand
and
rocks
and
snow
,
finally
discovered
a
road
.
And
all
roads
go
to
where
there
are
people
.
"
Good
morning
,
"
he
said
.
It
was
a
blossoming
rose
garden
.
"
Good
morning
,
"
said
the
roses
.
