ENHANCE WITH LIFE
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- Partes 1
A ethical human life is compared with many thing. But a great Contradictory about life is between river and tree. What was the perspective when it was described? How can someone decide whether life is like river or tree? Nothing but ethics of mystery belongs to our life but if it meant to be compared, how are you gonna enhance the life?
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