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My Unknown Life
life is like a rose
it looks pretty, but don't be deceived for the thorns will harm you in the end making you wanting to let go.
Sometimes I wonder when does life start Is it when the first fluttering beats of the primitive heart of a fetus start, or when the child is pushed from the womb into the world?
Does it all actually start at the moment of conception when the egg and sperm meet and mix their genetic code together to create a new being.
Is it now that we know what life will be like
We lose our way from time to time when we forget what's important to us.