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I have the secret of life here in my hands. |
Look! It's a bird. |
Alas, the bird is made of stone and cannot fly. |
And life remains an enigma. |
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I have the secret of life here in my hands. |
Look! It's a bird. |
Alas, the bird is made of stone and cannot fly. |
And life remains an enigma. |