Some of us have regrets on life...some were just contented while others satisfied on what life they had tremendously spent with. Life is the most precious thing that can't be measured in price...the only thing that can't be found in the amount of treasures we have...but it's real measure lies only on how much love and care we nurtured life while it exist. It is invaluable, irreplaceable, incomparable and immeasurable in nature. It's existence is unfathomable and mysterious...if someone tries to comprehend and discover it's meaning...it is certain that only our very own self can purely formulate the real and perfect definition of what really LIFE is...
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