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The last line makes me cry every time I hear it, without fail.
Our joy and sorrow are completely transitory and insignificant. What could be sadder and at the same time more beautiful than that?
The last line makes me cry every time I hear it, without fail.
Our joy and sorrow are completely transitory and insignificant. What could be sadder and at the same time more beautiful than that?