NINETY-NINE

Every cloud is more lofty, every raindrop more full of life, every breeze more free, when you’re here. It’s not a great loss to the world if I should meet my untimely demise, but don’t give up on yourself just yet. If you only manage to smile at something good, then, like the flapping of a butterfly’s wings, hundreds of miles away there will be a small change in happiness, a life at a fork in the road will venture to paths unknown, but good. Be that good for someone else, and you will feel lit in due time.

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