Once upon a time, there was a courageous and truthful knight. He would always fight and conquer like the other knights, for their own dignity and pride. However, no matter how much time he had fought for, he would always end up with many wounds on his body and failure.
One day, as the wounded knight was resting on the river bank, he realized that the sword he was holding was a wooden one and was already been cut. Tears flowing out from his eyes and he wondered why he couldn't see this, but till now. Desires were so strong, clouding his own eyes to see the reality.
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