"It Is What It Is. Until It Isn't."
"Temporary" is such a sad story and yet I have often felt that way. We are all temporary but some of us manage to feel longer than ephemeral. Our brief lives are but a blink, a wink, a wince, and a forgetting, to paraphrase Wordsworth. I really admire your evocative writing.
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