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Such Joy As This I had a sense that we were working towards an end. And then, abruptly, death was going to make a premature end of its own. But love arose and somehow overpowered death, overruled it in the moment. And so, able to go on, we wanted to go on, even after that end towards which we had been working. And that end - it had turned out while we weren't looking - had been love. AAT, Dan |