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This life is not always as beautiful as we think, this life is neither always perfect too. Life is created to gather each other and complete one another. Sometimes the life is full of sickness even anguish. Where there is goodness, there is badness, where there is imperfectness, there is perfectness. Life is really full of details, life is full of try, challenge even pretense. Sometimes something hated but sometimes waited for instead. Often betrayed but still believed. This world reminds and makes me realize that nothing’s perfect and eternal. A friendship, a brotherhood even love can fail attacked by hardness. Should I believe about that anymore?! Or I should make an effort to search something better?! Hurt to fell but enjoy facing.