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Everyone who is among the living has hope—even a living dog is better off than a dead lion.

For the living know that they will die,
    but the dead know nothing.
They have no further reward,
    even the memory of them is forgotten.
Their love, their hatred, and their zeal
    have already perished;
never again will they have a share
    in anything that is done under the sun.

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