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Finding the right solution to this particular
Angle, the one that has perplexed him for an hour, he
Thinks on it with his quiet resolve, his calm passion.
He is a master at steadfast patience, despite a wilting sun,
Even in the face of such wooden defiance, he surrenders not to the problems of life,
Resolving them instead with the love and grace of the carpenter's son

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