When you write your most beautiful page in the book of your life, fate with its eternal irony spills ink over the pages that follow. When we ask ourselves what is the purpose of life, we may be like the blind donkey who turns the mill wheel and who is very perplexed as to the purpose of his incessant and painful turning.
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Lindo
It's very hard for a person realize the purpose of his life
What a beauty to behold!
Have a good day