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... n yet most conceptual words.

Who could define love and peace?

Numerous artists spoke of love, but none truly knew love. What they knew was only their own love.

Countless philosophers repeated discussions and contemplations as long as human history to create a peaceful world, but ultimately, no one understood peace. They couldn’t reach peace through any method.

From the beginning, the distinction was ambiguous.

If humanity increases and is protected through ...

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