In the tranquil woods,
I wander,
each tree a thought,
each breeze a lesson.
Remind me,
in every pathway,
I am part of it all,
in this art,
called life.
Mar 19, 2025
Mar 19, 2025 at 5:38 AM UTC
In the tranquil woods,
I wander,
each tree a thought,
each breeze a lesson.
Remind me,
in every pathway,
I am part of it all,
in this art,
called life.
"Everything happens for a reason, good or bad."
And after watching (a lotttt of times) and analyzing Avengers: Endgame, I believe that they are very right, lol.
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