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One day I wrote about the uniqueness of human soul, that, like the snow flakes, each one is different. Have you ever thought about how a snow flake would taste? Some have wickness taste and some have sea taste. Some try to have sky taste, but they don’t reach more than mud taste… I had the opportunity once to experience the taste of goodness, but it transformed into the salty taste of tears.

Yet, I hope my soul’s taste hasn’t changed…I reach for you with hands full of strawberries…Just to colour your one colour life. I forgot, I also tasted the cowardice in some souls. I just kept offering a different taste… and no courage to try it!