Just think, where is our life? Who hold us when we are but a little small insects?
Who does our life belongs to? To our parents that carry us till we are on our own? Or is it to the creator that so love to take away of what it is created? ( If it even exist).
Our life is nothing more than a fragile little thing that comes and goes as it like, and there is nothing that we could do to stop it, except make the best out of it.
These pictures are the drive of my life, they are my little hamsters.
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