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It is a luck to live in this world, looking at a flower, a passing cloud, listening to a bird, the whisper of the spikes in a cornfield, admiring peoples traits, their tendencies, their secret breath.
It is a luck to live in this world, looking at a flower, a passing cloud, listening to a bird, the whisper of the spikes in a cornfield, admiring peoples traits, their tendencies, their secret breath.
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