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A leaf drifting thousand miles, against the wind, it live. A mountain stood arrogantly, against the withering time, it live. Therefore, those who persist are alive, the dead dare not struggle. Struggling is life, persisting is life, but life is not struggling or persisting.
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Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
Struggling is life, persisting is life.
A leaf drifting thousand miles, against the wind, it live. A mountain stood arrogantly, against the withering time, it live. Therefore, those who persist are alive, the dead dare not struggle. Struggling is life, persisting is life, but life is not struggling or persisting.
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Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
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