What is it actually?
Is it an indelible mark left unto you when you were born in this world?
Or was it something that you wrote yourself deep inside, in the recesses that only but you can access?
What leads us to pick the left path or the right path whenever the road divides before us? What leads us to not pick a path instead and to just sit back and wait?
What is your purpose?
I don't know...
Then, why?
Why?
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Short Stories for fun
Tiểu Thuyết ChungWriting stories everyday for no particular reason