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    "text": "I have studied many times",
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    "text": "The marble which was chiseled for me⁠—",
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    "text": "A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor.",
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    "text": "In truth it pictures not my destination",
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    "text": "But my life.",
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    "text": "For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment;",
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    "text": "Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid;",
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    "text": "Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances.",
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    "text": "Yet all the while I hungered for meaning in my life.",
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    "text": "And now I know that we must lift the sail",
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    "text": "And catch the winds of destiny",
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    "text": "Wherever they drive the boat.",
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    "text": "To put meaning in one’s life may end in madness,",
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    "text": "But life without meaning is the torture",
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    "text": "Of restlessness and vague desire⁠—",
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    "text": "It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.",
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