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How sweet the morning air is! See how that one little cloud floats like a pink feather from some floats flamingo. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. It shines on a good many folk, but on none, I dare bet, who are on a stranger errand than you and I. How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature! ― Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume I
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