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Feel of moonlight starlight and the sky.
All the wind blow by, the air that moving.
They were never mine and never for anything.
What about this breath ?
There is no me in the air that moving.
There is no me in this breathing.
Just something that happening changing and passing.
Just like this breathing.
Just like the wind.
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