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Sometimes some happenings contradict my beliefs of life.
Life seems to be overnight bread to me;
It is edible but not fresh anymore.
Sarcastically, I have to finish it and pretend that it's palatable.
Something looks precious, but is almost valueless.
Instead, something looks nothing more than scrap, but is really something.
It's really something to me...
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