Que Será, Será

man sitting by sunset in shitty ms paint style

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There’s no use trying to control it all.
Things fall into place,
or they don’t.
Either way, life moves.

I’ve learned to welcome the quiet,
to let go of what I can’t change,
and trust that what’s meant for me
won’t need chasing.

Not everything has to be a struggle.
Sometimes,
it’s enough just to be here,
breathing,
open to whatever comes next.

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