The words echoed in Violet's ears, a gentle reminder of the ebb and flow of life's constant rhythm. "People come and go, that's a part of life, Violet."
As she absorbed the truth embedded in those words, Violet felt a bittersweet ache in her heart—a recognition of the transient nature of connections, the inevitability of goodbyes. She had known the joy of new friendships, the warmth of companionship, and the pain of parting ways.
But even as the realization settled within her, Violet understood that the impermanence of relationships didn't diminish their significance. Each person who entered her life, whether for a fleeting moment or a more extended period, left an indelible mark—a trace of shared laughter, shared tears, shared experiences that contributed to the tapestry of her existence.
With a deep breath, Violet embraced the wisdom of the sentiment. She acknowledged that the journey of life was a series of hellos and goodbyes, a continuous dance of meeting new faces and bidding farewell to familiar ones. And in that dance, she found the beauty of growth, the richness of diversity, and the resilience of the human spirit.
As people came and went, Violet vowed to treasure the moments, appreciate the connections, and hold onto the lessons learned from each encounter. For in the ever-changing mosaic of life, she understood that the beauty lay not just in the constancy of relationships, but in the evolving, transformative nature of the connections she forged along the way.
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Un libro al azar/A random book
FantasiaA book with random short stories and some longer stories about a lot of things. You might find some random poetry in there too so don't mind that.
