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The birds are dancing with the waves.

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I have launched this collection of NFTs on the zkSync. Anyone who wishes to mint one for free is welcome to do so, and those who choose not to are free as well. ๐Ÿ˜„https://healthchain-heroes.nfts2.me

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Stay where there is singing, for the wicked do not sing.2021.- though I doubt that saying, for the wicked do sing and dance, pray, and do anything! They haven't left anything pure for the good.

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Human beings are inherently aggressive and arrogant creatures, tamed by values and laws.
In politics, they brand others as traitors and lackeys, and in religion, they accuse them of heresy and blasphemy.The bland Andalusian breakfast!

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Bashar bin Burd, an ancient poet who died in 784 AD, wrote a magnificent line describing war. He said: 'The war is stirred above our heads, and our swords resemble the night whose planets tumble down.'I always wondered, what does it mean to compare war to a night where its stars are falling and scattering? I asked artificial intelligence to illustrate this poetic line for me, and I was astonished by the result!

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Itโ€™s one of the scenes Iโ€™ll never forget. That day, I felt embarrassed that I wasnโ€™t reading a book like them. sneakily took the picture!21.05.08

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Previously, our friend @redha a told me about this thought.Whenever the world shows me one of its lowly faces, I remember his words.

The first time I traveled abroad, my family's and friends' sobs of farewell surrounded me. The second time, a friend bid me goodbye until I left. The third time, I just grabbed my suitcase and walked alone, like a leaf blown by the wind through a dusty alley. No one was there to see me off.The second story -as told to me by a close friend-:
Forty days after my son's death, we were at home, our hearts filled with immense grief. On day 80, we gathered and spoke much, yet his name was not mentioned. Only his mother exclaimed: "Alas for my deceased son". On day 120, I saw laughter where he used to live, amongst his belongings (his room, his bed, etc.)Nothing remains.. Nothing matters..

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Over the past few days, I've observed some new crypto assets on CoinMarketCap. It's quite bizarreโ€”some coins are infused with large amounts of liquidity, in the hundreds of thousands of dollars, showcasing high trading volumes and market liquidity. Then, just as quickly, it all evaporates!My heart goes out to the small fishes caught up in this!

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I deeply regret my past life and the fast-paced rhythm I lived by. I used to scorn those who talked about food, considering them concerned with something trivial โ€“ just fuel for the body. I was more focused on the number of books I read, counting how many I completed each month, and so on.Recently, I've transformed into a food connoisseur. I chew slowly, savoring every bite. I've become someone who might only read 10 pages in a day but relishes and contemplates every phrase, even the punctuation!Here's a picture of a new dish joining my favorites list: Eggplant broth, Fesenjoon, Ghormeh Sabzi, and this beautifully tender steak!

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