| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - sses me back to childhood, its hopes and disappointments. unlike proust, however, i cannot yet tell whether i have been lucky or unlucky in these loves. and here is the yogic moment: why am i passing down this 40-year-old family grudge? what is the point? i have the hope chest right here in this cup. instead of complaining, i should let the doctor's daughter go, and offer my gratitude to david haddo
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