In the process of growing up, everyone runs into a dilemma, be injured, and experience this multifaceted world. At birth, we are fragile and immature. The world always seems to be able to crush us in various ways. These scars gradually accumulate, and we are no longer as immaculate as the beginning. But the wound will always heal, and the traces left to become the unique stamps of life, each whispering the story and bits of life, proclaiming the power of imperfection, and recombining with the fragments to form a more true and strong self.
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