"I am dying. Every day, with every breath I draw, I am closer to the end of my life. For we are born with a finite number of breaths, and each one I take edges the sunlight that is my life toward the inevitable dusk."
And while this is true, I cannot help but take the time to note the things large and small in life that make the days worth living.
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