You go through life and stop at several places to find some dots marking the places. And you are surprised that the dots make the patterns you have always denied; it betrays you. And you are very disappointed. But you maintain on exploring them and find again that there are actually exceptions that you can get by suffering. In the end, you get the idea that suffering is not always a bad thing to chose. It leads to the beautiful exceptions.
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