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Some chapters of life don’t actually have an apparent ending. They just fade away silently.
It’s a strange feeling to look back at the past sometimes and see how some parts of life have simply dissolved into nothingness. And even though this poem might sound sad, I believe that being mindful of the transience of life actually helps us to feel all the preciousness and beauty of it.
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We will be lost and found a thousand times along this cobbled road of us.
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“If it is destroying you then it is not love my dear.”
— Unknown
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