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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...
Written by Zazzles (Broomie)
Published | Edited 26th Mar 2024
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❤️ Thoughtfully edited by Ahavati
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