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If we seek control, then we are going to lose the very essence of life. But then we found anxiety at the corner of every attempt. Is this about the little meals we waste or the unwavered spirit they all try to break? No. Underappreciation is just another form of blessing. When failure is fuel, what more we can ask? I am rejected over and over, yet love is always accepting. I try to neglect what is important as this little mechanical pet always try to love me. Until it breaks and bites my open wound. So what can we say about those we left behind? It is untouched for a reason, and we become what we do, what we refuse, and what we stopped caring altogether.