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Life is a Round-trip Ticket
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Man are born with a round-trip ticket.
Judging from the saying that
When a man dies,
He is called to return to where he came from.
Let us think of this solemn fact.
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We don't know the place of retun.
Right, that's right.
Life is to return to place we came from,
We only lived forgetting it for a moment.
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Though we don't know where we came from,
And where we are to return,
At the way station where we stopped,
According to the record of our life.
The train of life will run toward it.
~¹ø¿ª: À̼ºÀç ¹Ú»ç~
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