At the park was a dog named Shue,
Who sniffed for a spot to go poo. She went on the lawn
In the cold, dark dawn, And now more kibble she will chew.
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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot
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