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Futility of Futilities useless toils all ends Fruitless gathering Filling up water in a basket . . Soldier go another comes again the barrack remains still . . Won't the sea be filled up despite the constant running of the river into it . . Eyes not yet satisfied causing the hand Into hard labour . . What had been will always be So nothing comes new under heaven . . Quest for popularity Power Prestige All ends a grasping for the wind . . Peculiar treasures of royal hands are consumed and turned under earth . . Effortless chase Vain panting after searching all seems taking off the creator's hand #aftermathofthequest #chasingwind #outsideHiswill #waletokespeaks
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Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 12:53 AM UTC
CHASING THE WIND
Futility of Futilities useless toils all ends Fruitless gathering Filling up water in a basket . . Soldier go another comes again the barrack remains still . . Won't the sea be filled up despite the constant running of the river into it . . Eyes not yet satisfied causing the hand Into hard labour . . What had been will always be So nothing comes new under heaven . . Quest for popularity Power Prestige All ends a grasping for the wind . . Peculiar treasures of royal hands are consumed and turned under earth . . Effortless chase Vain panting after searching all seems taking off the creator's hand #aftermathofthequest #chasingwind #outsideHiswill #waletokespeaks
Oasis
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Oasis
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Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 12:53 AM UTC
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