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I went to a flower-shop of my town.
I asked the florist, ‘Why have you chosen
This profession? Is it the cause that you
Love flowers most? ‘ He said, ‘No, sir, I have
Chosen it because it’s profitable
And people now spend money in buying
Flowers.’ I asked, ‘Why do people buy it?
Is it the cause that they love flowers most? ‘
He said, ‘No. They buy it because it helps
Them get cheap inconstant love of others.’

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