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For you, a thousand years is only a short time.
They pass as quickly as a day for you,
    or just a few hours in the night.
You cause people's lives to end,
    as a dream finishes when you wake up.
People are like grass that appears in the morning.
During the morning, it grows well.
By the evening,
    it becomes dry and it dies.

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