The universe had an odd sense of fairness; it took away things one did not want to give up, and then gave things one did not ask for.
Telling a story is like sowing a seed__ou always hope to see it become a beautiful tree, with firm roots and branches that soar up in the sky. But it is a peculiar sowing, for you will never know whether your seed sprouts or dies.
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Telling a story is like sowing a seed__ou always hope to see it become a beautiful tree, with firm roots and branches that soar up in the sky. But it is a peculiar sowing, for you will never know whether your seed sprouts or dies.
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