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We Are What We Do.!

We Are What We Do

We often do not recognise what we do in our daily life, and most people tend to define us by what we always and repeatedly do for a living. We are we do with the life we live, how we live and to what extened to make our life.
We are often what we are because of the certain atittude we have, also with the behaviour we give to other people.
We are what we do, and basically what we do tells other people of who we are towards them. Some are often haven't noticed and been clear to what they thought they had been.

We are what we do, and may define us through what we do around others and the thoughts we often come across. People may tend to judge us by what we do, but often what we do is not really who we are... At some other point people do exactly what they tend to be.
We are what we do... No... To most people it is not what they do that defines them, its how they rise after falling that defines who they really are.
We do what we do because we can, not because of how it will define us at the end.
We are what we do, but it can never be able to difine us on the actions we, some people it may define but not all of us are what we say we are or are what we say we do.

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