how do we look an "end" in the eye
unblinking.
and say, "i was me, and you were you, and that's all we can ever ask"?
and know that what we held makes itself eternal in some deep and secure (i pray) recesses in our souls.
and know joy and trust.
and feel our shoes filled with lightness as they dance forward, and as wind's invisible fingers urge us onward.
may we move and remember. always.
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