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Wednesday, 19 October 2011

Nothing in Common

Perhaps we’ve live surrounded with everything or people those have nothing in common with our self. Perhaps, we’ve live by seeing everything are so different. But, what is wrong with being different?

Well, we (mostly) will meet person with some peculiar character that we never ever imagine before. But, the problem would be, how far we can accept being different, someone with nothing in common, how far we would open our self to this world?

Can you love of being different, or can you say it love if only wish everything as you desire?

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