So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
-Ecclesiastes 2:17
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So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
-Ecclesiastes 2:17