"To everything, turn ... There is a season, turn …," so goes a once popular song. It tells the truth about leave takings and on goings of material and natural living things. Always, something begins, and when its life, its novelty fades, it goes out and away with either a whimper or a bang. It does not matter that the life itself takes an adventurous, complex, conflicted span. It does not matter that it is long-lived or short-lived. What truly matters is that life blossoms and breathes!
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