We are blessed, I think, to get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. This I do know. How many more times will you be able to remember a certain afternoon, the way the sun shined and the scent the wind brought, some afternoon that is so deeply a part of your
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