Seeing the children.
Loving my wife.
Working the numbers.
Creating the future.
And writing into the next life.
It all goes by so fast.
Taking the time to make it last just an instant longer is what we all live for.
You question me carefully, O Far-worker; yet I am not jealous that you should enter upon my art: this day you shall know it. For I seek to be friendly with you both in thought and word.
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