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> All streams flow into the sea,<br>
> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;yet the sea is never full.
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> To the place the streams come from,<br>
> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;there they return again.
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> All things are wearisome,<br>
> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;more than one can say.
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> The eye never has enough of seeing,<br>
> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;nor the ear its fill of hearing.
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> What has been will be again,<br>
> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;what has been done will be done again;<br>
> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;there is nothing new under the sun.<br>
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> Is there anything of which one can say,<br>
> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Look! This is something new”?
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> It was here already, long ago;<br>
> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;it was here before our time.
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