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"The Calm Within"

Illusion said:
Yes...letting go truly brings that inner peace. Every phase passes, and what's meant for us always finds its way... Even the darkest nights lead to a brighter day~so we just keep moving forward toward something better!!!
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Exactly… couldn’t agree more ❤️
 
Juliette said:
The world outside, a blur of green,
Like pages turning, half-unseen.
The window down, the wind so near,
It whispers freedom we all hear.

Old thoughts untangle in the breeze,
Like autumn leaves from tired trees.
Each mile reminds, with gentle tone,
We’re never stuck, we’re never alone.

No need to grip what fades away,
New mornings rise with brighter say.
The road ahead is wide and free,
A quiet home for you and me.

Letting go is not a loss,
It’s crossing over, bridge to cross.
In moving on, we find release,
And meet ourselves in gentle peace.

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Wow very handsome paragraph
 
Juliette said:
The world outside, a blur of green,
Like pages turning, half-unseen.
The window down, the wind so near,
It whispers freedom we all hear.

Old thoughts untangle in the breeze,
Like autumn leaves from tired trees.
Each mile reminds, with gentle tone,
We’re never stuck, we’re never alone.

No need to grip what fades away,
New mornings rise with brighter say.
The road ahead is wide and free,
A quiet home for you and me.

Letting go is not a loss,
It’s crossing over, bridge to cross.
In moving on, we find release,
And meet ourselves in gentle peace.

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Beautiful words and a beautiful truth.
Letting go isn’t the end, it’s where freedom begins…. Enjoy the freedom…
 
Juliette said:
The world outside, a blur of green,
Like pages turning, half-unseen.
The window down, the wind so near,
It whispers freedom we all hear.

Old thoughts untangle in the breeze,
Like autumn leaves from tired trees.
Each mile reminds, with gentle tone,
We’re never stuck, we’re never alone.

No need to grip what fades away,
New mornings rise with brighter say.
The road ahead is wide and free,
A quiet home for you and me.

Letting go is not a loss,
It’s crossing over, bridge to cross.
In moving on, we find release,
And meet ourselves in gentle peace.

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Letting go doesn’t mean losing—it means making space for peace and new beginnings.​
 
BnB007 said:
Beautiful words and a beautiful truth.
Letting go isn’t the end, it’s where freedom begins…. Enjoy the freedom…
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Yes… sometimes freedom is the sweetest gift.
 
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