Struggle
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Though it is brightest of the lamps
Though it can burn anything
Yet his struggle to pierce the fog
Reminds of the struggle in this life
Though it has the depth and height
Yet it struggle to hold self
Though it can fly very high yet
Had to come to the ground for prey
How can we humans think of a life without struggle?
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