There is no day. There is no night.
It is day when we work, it is night when we rest.
We belong to the world.
We ask the questions. We answer the questions.
We set the upper limit of success, as we have seen the deepest trenches of failures.
We have tasted the best of wines, as we have tolerated those hungry days.
We were once the few caveman who made fire, And now here we are, searching it in ourselves.
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