trapped in it. Eager to rely on existing resources and overturn the status quo. Most are such dreamers. But it was futile as if trying to lift himself up while sitting cross-legged on a stool. Dreams are often only dreams, tragic and desolate.
The calamity comes from the mines he planted. Never try to mine not to be detonated, luck is too unreliable. When making a big dream, staring at the moon, trying to do everything good, but it is easy to fall into the pit under your feet. It may not be the gun that killed you, but a grain of sand in your shoe.
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