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Not the Sum

I suppose the secret to happiness

as we grow older is living to enjoy

each day, not the sum of all our days.

If we tally the days, the years, it becomes

a cumbersome affair and we begin

to labor under its unyielding weight.

 

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warren-gossett
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Jan 11, 2012
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