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The sweet delight of the heart draws the verges of trust in the cherished casket of life’s heroism, the theater of the universe is born, awakening the scarlet flame and the faint pain of disappointment. There are no desired recipes for salvation, and a long way through the desert of the greatest messages that sound like an inaudible bell of the faceless tension of inner blindness. In vain are the pages of well-being painted, the wings of the Bird are not raised.