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So I turned and considered all the oppressions that are wrought under the Sun. And behold, the tears of the oppressed. And no one comforts them. And lo, the strength is in the hand of those who oppress them. Yet no one comforts them.

Therefore, I praised the dead who are already dead above the living who are still alive.

And I count him who has not even been born as better than them both. For he has not seen the evil works which are wrought under the Sun.

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