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I dreamt a dream within a dream.

I dreamt of you holding my wrists begging me to wake up from the war, the starvation, the screams, the bombs..

I opened my eyes from all the horrors . My fingers were bleeding. I was carving the number 3612 on the walls, the furniture and the floor until I bled. And you couldn't stop me.
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pavelb · 31-35, MNew
what is the meaning of that number