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''And all hope comes to naught — light shines from far away.''
''And all hope comes to naught — light shines from far away.''
''Let Fortune turn her wheel, oblivious to our toil;''
''Let Fortune turn her wheel, oblivious to our toil;''
''We skilled ones persevere and seek the light of day.''
''With skill we persevere and seek the light of day.''
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