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Gusting to the south,
turning to the north,
turning, turning, goes the wind,(A)
and the wind returns in its cycles.
All the streams flow to the sea,
yet the sea is never full;
to the place where the streams flow,
there they flow again.
All things[a] are wearisome,
more than anyone can say.
The eye is not satisfied by seeing(B)
or the ear filled with hearing.

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