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The last notes of a crumbling world. The faded photographs, drained of colour. But once, a long time ago, I have heard it said: life and religion were full of colour...
Is this the last generation? The last time a child will look at a white butterfly caught in a staggering flight and ask: why? Is this the last generation to ask what the heart has lost?
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"Is this the last generation to ask what the heart has lost?"
a poignant question, dear b. - i often fear the answer is yes
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Me too, fff. Sigh, sigh.
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