I came across a small piece of paper I had turned into a piece of artwork long ago, with colorful words written in pretty script and cleverly placed based on special relationships between the words. It is so beautiful. How did I do it? I haven't created anything beautiful like that in a long time. I don't create beauty anymore. Instead I create functionality; I get things done; I make things work. Aren't I still the same person? It used to come naturally; I didn't have to exert any effort at it; it came together in my mind and in my hands. Is beauty something you can only create during a certain part of your life?
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