The more you understand her original work, the more you admire her elegance, the less you are able to translate her and the harder it is to catch the original perfectly. Ungraceful sentences, abundant points but poor descriptions are all because of my weak nature(?). Well, I'm not depressed; I am just doing what I am not supposed to be doing. Only joy seems to have gone away. No achievements, no happiness. That we all believe.
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