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What'd you think of when the dawn greets your eyes? A window left open, or the exhausting traffic time? Maybe more -- another page for the flowing life. Yet as you pick up the necktie, hastening for the card to be expired, stop and consider -- it's not life. It's but an analog somber and blind. A life involves consciousness, which is not merely to open the eyes. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.csie.ntu.edu.tw) ◆ From: 61.64.195.83