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| How uncommon it is to find someone who has thought up something by
himself, felt something by himself, seen something by himself. Perhaps
it may be possible for us to digress from our preordained orbits, if we
shall finally succumb to the urge to not be ourselves. A few moments of
life, that is all, amidst endless contractions of death.
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