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Life seems, at times, too fragile. Without thinking like that, at the moment all the fatigue is sitting on me. I want to hold on to the surface. Then I think, let's give up! What is the benefit of survival? But then I remembered again, not yet spent an afternoon in Srimangal. Did not see the amazing beauty of Keokradong! Sitting on a hill in the Sajak Valley, alone, never spent time. On every page of the notebook, the dreams that are peeking at the absolute possibility have not yet been touched. Unbeknownst to me, the dreams have merged with my blood, so despite thousands of attempts, even if I wanted to now, I would not be able to give them up. Even if I can, my dreams will not leave me behind. There is still a lot to do. Man lives in his dreams, lives in his deeds. People want to live because they have dreams, with absolute interest. Works relentlessly. A lazy, lazy person, even when alive, cannot have that effect on the lives of other people around him. Yet, a dead person devoted to good deeds, even if not alive, is able to influence another human being through his deeds. Therefore, I want to do something to survive in this world, so that even after my death, I am remembered through my work

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