You wake up one day and realize you have reached 50 years on this planet. This is the day you truly wake to the morning with “realization”. Awake. What a luxury! Alive, at last. Time to walk out into the yard, robe on, barefoot into the wet grass. Alive, at last. Look at the golden orb rising in the pinkest pale blue sky; wisps of young clouds parting?

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