All things never change.
All rivers flow again and again to the same place, They all flow to the Sea but the sea never became full. The sun rise and the sun goes down, and then it hurries to rise again in the same place. The wind blows from the south, and the wind blows to the north, the wind blows around and around, Then it turns and blows back to the same place it began.
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