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In a world that never stops rushing, this story is a quiet reminder to slow down.
Through the language of nature-the patience of trees, the resilience of rivers, and the certainty of changing seasons-these words reflect the journey of life, growth, loss, healing, and becoming. Not every chapter is meant to bloom all at once. Some are meant for rooting, for waiting, and for trusting what cannot yet be seen.
This is for the ones who feel left behind.
For the ones who are still finding their way.
For the ones learning that growth can be silent, and becoming can be gentle.
Like nature, you are not late.
You are simply growing in your own season.