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Every day the Beetle would roll up a pebble over a hill with great effort.
Using his long and slender antlers, he would put the pebble in the middle of them and push!
Whenever the Beetle reached the top, he would leave the pebble alone and go on his merry way.
As soon as he leaves, another Beetle comes up and rolls the pebble down.
A meeting once in a lifetime occurs.
The two beetles face each other.
"I push the pebble. I am a pusher."
"I roll down the pebble. I am a roller."
They say to each other happily.
Despite not talking again, they understood their nature.
The other rolls.
Harmony is met.
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