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Excuse Mr. Bruce Lee if I could have a moment of time I just want to share some thoughts, been going on in my mind see you're like a combination of honor, passion, and I gotta tell you been inspired of your entire life story you to the world the size of a man doesn't matter it's the strength of the that makes one a "true master" I read every chapter that surrounds you with mysterious I mean we all going to die someday at least you die without You left us a collection a introspection I study philosophy and use it towards my profession So I chase my hopes I just read one of quotes There always be a of my life like music notes Farewell to the
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