I remember visiting the famous Berlin Wall, only to leave without feeling particularly emotional. To me, it was but a wall. True, its historical importance was not to be easily discounted, but really, it was but a piece of concrete nonetheless.
It was then that i realised, every object, as insignificant as it might seem in a temporal space, holds a piece of history in them that gives them value, and makes them irreplaceably beautiful to people, even if it had only last for a fleeting moment.
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