Two passers-by were walking
With great energy and spirit,
One passer-by said,
'It's the same way, '
But another passer-by protested,
He said,
'It's the different way, '
This way they began to quarrel,
But they continued to proceed,
At the end of the day,
When the passers-by reached their destination,
The wise stranger said to them,
'The way may be the same,
Or it may be the different,
That doesn't matter,
Finally, you have reached your goal,
That's crucial.'
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