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| Na-Ong |
While I desperately pursued glory in the dusty world, How could I know that frost would settle on my hair? Desire for glory burns people like hell-fire; How many since bygone days have perished in its flame? |
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| ! | Funny thing - I've been pursuing admonition like hell, but somehow I just get more and more glorious. | 070707 |