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A fragment of the Garden of Remembering
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Despair is a strange thing. One moment the most fetid enemy, it melts away in time. I am at peace. I have accepted my fate. At one point, I glimpsed myself in the mirror. In a voice, low, barely audible, I said to myself: 'so, this is how it's going to happen. This is how it ends.' There is a solace in knowing, and accepting your fate.