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Yesterday, no sooner had I stepped outside for a gentle strollâhoping to savor the tender breath of spring and the charm of blossoming petalsâthan a fierce wind began to stir, and the warmth gave way to a sudden chill.
Midway through my walk, I was overcome with regret and tempted to turn back. Yet, I compelled myself to press on, to follow the path I had chosen.
It was then, along that reluctant journey, that I encountered a tree of quiet beauty, and flowers scattered like whispers across the earth.
The same wind that cloaked me in dust had also revealed this fleeting splendorâreminding me that even in discomfort, there are moments of quiet grace.
Such is the truth we come to know in adulthood: that with every gain, there comes a loss. And this paradox lingers in all things.
In every choice we make, light and shadow walk hand in hand.
Good morning
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