| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - So I will end with those of one of my favorite poets, Walt Whitman, from Leaves of Grass:The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,And ceased the moment life appeared.All goes onward and outward . . . . and nothing collapses,And to die is different from what anyone supposed, and luckier.Ida on New Year's Da
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