A hundred years from now, I will no longer walk this Earth,
and my time here will be but a brief memory,
and so I do not have a second to waste feeling angry
when my life here is so precious and fleeting.
And so, for every person who I encounter on my path,
I will whisper to myself: “I wish for this person to be happy.”
~ Tahlia Hunter
Lotus Blossom, photo by Ange DiBenedetto
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