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Birth and death are not two different states, but different aspects of the same state. Realizing that we all are of only one race, the human race will enhance one's glorious fate. So much time is wasted by those who plot and plan, with their devious but idle schemes. Instead of looking within to create what is needed, they plot to steal and take credit for their neighbor’s dreams. Life is a shadow, a short span a cloud in the mist. Life is never certain although it is full of twists. The opposite of life, oh mortal man, can you only see? The passing is the portal, the entrance to eternity. Life is a rapidly flowing stream rolling onward to a vast wondrous and endless ocean. Help to better the world around you and in that you will find life's magic potion.

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