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I slept and dreamt that life was joy.

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I awoke and saw that life was service.

I acted and behold, service was joy.

The butterfly counts not months but moments,

and has time enough.

The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.

I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life

and love and death and are forgotten,

and I feel like one who sits by the bank of a river

and watches the current flow by.