In life's grand tapestry, we weave our own design,
With every thread of choice, our path is defined.
We search for meaning in each passing day,
And find our purpose in the way we play.
We lament the choices we have made,
And wonder if our path was mislaid.
We feel the weight of our own regret,
And struggle to find our way back to the beat.
So let us not be bound by our past mistakes,
But learn to let go, and find our way back to the light.
For in the end, it is not the destination, but the journey,
That gives our life its meaning, and its sweet, sweet delight.
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