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Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times would you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood? Some afternoons are so deeply a part of your being, that you can’t even conceive of your life without it. Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty, and yet it all seems limitless.
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