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or Eternity, I

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of happiness] abundantly, a

dear and is live

borne with hate

s ridiculous to lead a worldly life when one is very old. I used to feel so when I saw old men, but now it is my turn to

the pines of the forest of Narabigaoka were sounding in my ear, and up to the tableland on which our house stood the rice-fields

an old acquaintance who had had an opport

or remembers me in

thin hedge, the Autu