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July 09, 2007

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wordgirl

The presence of children seems to assuage the wounds of death. They go about their lives not knowing about the sting of mortality. They ask for macaroni and cheese and they eat it joyfully. Somehow being about the business of serving something like that to little ones reinforces the idea that life moves forward.

LetterB

Amen.

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