A Wish for a New Life
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We are now on a generation where we, humans, are so busy. And sometimes, we do things that we shouldn't be doing. We are spending our time producing or solving nothing! It doesn't make any change at all.
We are trying to escape the reality, we are trying to make things out of reality! And that's why we couldn't appreciate the smallest things that needs our time or help. We are just appreciating the things that we see, the things that has physical meaning to us.
What will make us begin to appreciate those things?
What if nature will do it for us?
Let's say... Nature will do it through a sudden accident.
What if accident must happen first before we learn to appreciate those things?
What will you do? What will a busy man, like you, do?
If you'll start reading this story of mine, you'll learn to appreciate this small thing. And that's the begging of appreciating small things from what others do or give, or on what the surroundings, naturally, carries.
Learn what you should learn!
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