Then, the rigid body finally relaxed, and the freedom seemed to melt into the moist air, and finally forgot the lowliness of the self, slowly but surely leaving its own traces on the once cracked land.
If your heart is alive, everything will meet again in a patter, and if your heart is dead, why should there be a body left?
Please let us die in the seemingly impossible mutual understanding, it is a great joy.
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