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"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes." -Marcel Proust
As the person, so the eyes. Same view, seen by many. Some see hurdles, others, opportunities. The view is the same, eyes different. On we go, the journey starts. Different people see different stars. Once, when young, things seemed tough. With eyes of old, nothing seems bold. It is the perspective with which we see. That makes new, old and the old, new. The invention is made when an idea strikes. All rests the same, only eyes have changed.
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