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Life is so fragile and uncertain that every daybreak is a miracle, almost a triumph. That first blush in the sky is all the hope of the world distilled into light. I watch the dark fade, and say to myself, “Okay, I’m still here,” and the more sunrises I see, the more I feel as if I’ll live to see another twenty thousand.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May / And summer’s lease hath all too short a date . . . / But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
The world turns and the world changes, but one thing does not change . . . The perpetual struggle of Good and Evil.
