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We are all changing, for the better or for the worse, but we change. Why? Why do we always serch for ourselves if we already know who we are? Or maby we don't? We change becouse despite everything, we want to be better, we want to be different at least. We change, becouse we want to lose someting or find something. We want to forget something or remember it. Change is nessesary. Change is good. Change helps us live, helps us cope with this harsh world we live in. We should change, we should think, we should look for something better, becouse if you woun't no one else will.
Is it easy to change yourself? Ofcourse not, but we have to. There isn't a single perfect human being on this planet and there woun't be, but we should at least try to be better, to seek perfection, to be better than the one you once were. Change is a leson in life, it helps you understand things, it helps you to deal with problems.
Change is a nessesaty, but it should be smart it should be thought over, it should be best for you and the ones around you. Anger and hatered shouldn't couse people to change. Imbrase the positive emotions and make changes based on them.
But that is just my silly opinion. What do you think?

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