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| False | The dimly lit room was filled with the sound of the old man's ragged breathing. He lay on a luxurious bed, his head resting on a pillow embroidered with golden thread. His face was pale and drawn, and his eyes were closed. The white beard that covered his chin was long and unkempt. He was dressed in a black cassock trimmed with gold, and a small cross hung from his neck. The room was furnished with heavy, dark wood furniture, and the only light came from a single candle that flickered on a nearby table. The old man's breathing grew slower and more labored, and his chest rose and fell with each breath. He was dying. | feedback |
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