We all must grow up, yet to retain a little childish spark in our hearts to find a shelter during hard times…
We all must be wise, yet stupid enough to see happy moments where they are difficult to feel…
We all must be beautiful, yet ugly enough to see beauty in other people…
We all must be rich, yet poor enough to feel earth shaking beneath our legs, because these feelings make us human…
We all must be perfect, but we exist, while perfection – doesn’t…
So, we all must live and strive for getting old being clever, desired, treasured and looking for perfection, yet not forgetting to seek for little miracles that make us believe we’re alive…
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