a story

storyWe could not possibly tell, hear, write or read all the stories, could we? We end up using our imagination to finish stories on our own. Thus,  more stories emerge. Biased, colored, prejudiced, one-sided and predisposed stories.

We could only keep listening, keep creating and keep telling stories. The stories, our stories, that never end.





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