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by knowledge-variable

At times - the mystics eat the stars and burst like supernovas. Becoming wisdom itself. At times - the poets find love and forget about poetry. At times, the philosopher falls into death, begins to calm their running thoughts and rest. At times, we have to let them. Life is only worth living, when one does live.
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