Of sun of the day,
Of moon of the night, it comes
The sense of language—
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No, it is not a story of a human with a name. It is a journey of eternal flame.
Opening page by page, the last page is not an epilogue. It is a prologue of another story.
Beloved, are you a book or a library?
It doesn’t matter, just read.
May all beings be happy.
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