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One day, while rummaging through a trash heap, Abbas stumbled upon a tattered book. As he flipped through its yellowed pages, a passage caught his eye: "The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."

Something within Abbas stirred. He realized that success wasn't a destination but a journey. Every setback was an opportunity to learn, to grow stronger.

With newfound resolve, Abbas began to scrape together scraps of knowledge, attending makeshift schools and seeking wisdom from kind strangers. He poured over books, devouring stories of triumph over adversity.

Yet, just as Abbas started to gain momentum, life dealt him another cruel blow. A brutal storm ravaged his makeshift home, leaving him homeless once more.

As he huddled in the rain, Abbas felt the familiar sting of despair. But then he remembered the book's words. He rose to his feet, eyes blazing with determination.

"It's not fair," he whispered to the stormy sky, "but who said it needs to be? This is life for the living."

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