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I miss life, though life itself, its meaning and essence, will forever be in oblivion. No one ever finds life's purpose; and it's a sad fact. We create life, that is; we associate, cling, embrace; and consume every second, every minute, every hour of our living, to things that whatever we wish, of things that externally prevail in us. Such things, god knows what, prevails where? In the mind, perhaps; in the heart, love and understanding. Yet I am made to believe that humans can possibly be heartless at birth. Yes, some are predisposed to apathy, while some, it may seem, will forever be in humanity's debt. In my case, I am only concerned to my own necessities- beauty, studies, book, etc....oh i lost my train of thought (my sister from overseas just called).