I don’t really understand most things in life. It was hard to simply make it this far. No one knows why anything happens. I hope things go much better in the future. I get paralyzed by negative emotions; fear, worry, anger, indignation. Most of what I do or say will hardly matter 100 years from now. I’ve heard that the only valuable legacy is how much you’ve loved.
“I see trees of green. Red roses, too.
I see them bloom for me and you.
And I think to myself,
‘What a wonderful world.”
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