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Since the weather is sunny, we went to the park to breathe a little oxygen. A breeze was blowing and my gaze wandered to my feet, on the ground. Everything could be seen there. Fallen seeds, dry twigs of long-lived trees, the flower of the same, and some young leaves that could not resist the wind. All in one place. I thought that we, the people at the end of their lives, also go under ground. And then we are all the same. Both rich and poor. Both beautiful and ugly. Therefore, try to adapt to everyone, even if he is not like you.❤

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