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All sentient beings are born without any difference, they are all hurrying to the wind and rain, a journey, a few losses, a few heavy bullets, between the grass and trees into the winter, the ground is red, and only the souls that pursue truth, goodness and beauty can fly with love

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All sentient beings

All sentient beings

It's no different

It's all in a hurry

Wind for a ride

Rain for a ride

Get a few

Lose a few weights

At the flick of a finger

The grass and trees enter the winter

Scattered all over the place red

There is only the soul that pursues truth, goodness and beauty

You can take advantage of love to soar

Fly close to eternity

Transform into a star that does not fall into the Milky Way

All sentient beings are born without any difference, they are all hurrying to the wind and rain, a journey, a few losses, a few heavy bullets, between the grass and trees into the winter, the ground is red, and only the souls that pursue truth, goodness and beauty can fly with love

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