Your life is an occasion. Rise to it.
And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest "He died.
We humans can never claim to do nothing, we breath, we pulse, we regenerate.
There are a million things one might do with a block of wood. But what do you think might happen if someone, just once, believed in it?
Turn the page, continue reading, and let the next story begin.
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