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Fortuitous
For what is the purpose;
stress is pointless
whatever will be, will be
in the end
Happiness is only possible
if you make the right choices;
anyone that tries to tell
you different, is a moron
and should be sterilized
When you know something
isn’t quite right, when things aren’t
adding up,
you take matters
into your own hands;
only to find out you were right—
but hoped you weren’t ...
Today I am fortuitous—
I was given a chance to be happy;
because I asked,
and went with my inner voice
Never doubt your intuition...
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