These fingers felt pain, my eyes see beauty, no words for what my heart holds, no ruler to measure my journey, the journey of a man whose only purpose is to carry "The weight of love & The struggles of humanity". He is a Strange Science because no one can explain the burden that this man carries like books with words of the past.

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