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MYRA ET AL
on a day like today, it is easy to be robbed of words. it is easy to drown beneath the shrieks of the red tops and the murmurings of those who seek redemption themselves by redeeming all in others.
and so, i borrow these words, published in 1624 by john donne:
"No man is an island, entire of itself; every
man is a piece of the continent, a part of the
main. If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory
were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or
of thine own were: any man's death diminishes
me, because I am involved in mankind, and
therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."
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