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... rrow, every beginning and ending—they were all still there, part of the great and gentle rhythm that never ceased. Even the quietest memories, the ones thought lost to time, were simply resting in the silence between notes, waiting to be sung again.
The Song understood then what even eternity had once forgotten: existence was not about permanence, but presence. To be was enough. To feel was to add to the melody. To fade was only to change the tune.
And across creation, that truth ...
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