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I can never draw a picture as perfect as I have drawn it perfectly before. I tried but failed. Now, I realize we can't always make things the same way as before.
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Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 5:07 AM UTC
The same, Not the same
I can never draw a picture as perfect as I have drawn it perfectly before. I tried but failed. Now, I realize we can't always make things the same way as before.
There will always be a difference, even in its smallest bit. A difference is still a difference. Nothing stays the same. The world is dramatically changing because we ourselves are too.
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Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 5:07 AM UTC
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