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Oct 2015
There are many beginnings and ends in this world.
Like when a caterpillar ends its life as a caterpillar and makes its cocoon,
It leaves everything it knows behind,
It trusts life's process and it becomes something greater and more beautiful than what it once was.
Or when a seed is planted and becomes a beautiful breath-taking flower. It also becomes something greater than its self.
And I wonder if the same goes for humans too.
I have struggled for a long time, but I have become a better person out of it.
But some struggles stay.
Will the struggle always be there?
Or will that end and something else begin?
A Writer
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