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My dear LIFE: I don't know why, but I love you very much. Yes, Life, I am talking to you. In the lonely night, when I sit alone and wonder what I can do to make you even more beautiful, so that everyone can look at their own lives through you, learn, and decorate them—I get goosebumps.
Do you know why? I realize that I am no extraordinary person. No, I couldn't become a great writer like Shakespeare, I couldn't become a great artist like Da Vinci, nor could I become noble like Mother Teresa.
Then I feel that this life shouldn't go on living; it should come to an end—a life that no one wants, a life that is a failure.
Maybe that is why when a person ends you, they think it is better for you to end than to be so ugly.
But I love you very much, and until my very last breath, I will keep trying to make you beaut
iful.
Time:1:40 Date:21stsep,2026
Do you know why? I realize that I am no extraordinary person. No, I couldn't become a great writer like Shakespeare, I couldn't become a great artist like Da Vinci, nor could I become noble like Mother Teresa.
Then I feel that this life shouldn't go on living; it should come to an end—a life that no one wants, a life that is a failure.
Maybe that is why when a person ends you, they think it is better for you to end than to be so ugly.
But I love you very much, and until my very last breath, I will keep trying to make you beaut
iful.
Good night...♡
Time:1:40 Date:21stsep,2026