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16.09.2012

We have Indian summer. It's the beautiful time for relax and contemplation. A modern man forget how sky looks overhead. He runs at breakneck pace all day and he has no time to see what a wonderful world around him. So, a modern man turns into embittered animal who can not see  the beautiful because he has no time for it.  House - Work - House. There are no place for the beautiful here. Are where sunsets? Are where sunrises? Are where stars? A modern man does not see this because he is too busy to look at sky.
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