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Today.... It has been given to me. If I do nothing, it is still mine. Shall I grab onto it, conquer it, embellish and adorn it? Or will I spend this precious gift in contemplation, perhaps searching for it’s meaning, it’s own truth rather than imposing my will upon it. Today will end. As the last ember of it’s light fades into the stillness of encroaching night, will I admit truly to myself.... that it has forever passed?
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