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In a sense, nothing is ever replaced. In another sense, nothing is ever lost, and we are compacted together forever, even by our failures, our regrets, and our longings. 

In a sense, nothing is ever replaced. In another sense, nothing is ever lost, and we are compacted together forever, even by our failures, our regrets, and our longings.
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