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…on this seemingly quiet evening when
Olympians from many countries, toil in the tarmac, at stadiums in
Rio de Janeiro, to beat old records and create new heights,
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elsewhere, busy minds engage at work to find ways to solve the biggest conundrum,
that is life itself;
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A selected few, with no appreciation for art and culture, engage in anti-thoughts, and any progress (whatever this means) that one has just made is annihilated by its very opposite.
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All that would last in the end is the vast emptiness,
like the mind, that is endless, unchartered, and thus the blind oblivion itself.
