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nothing would ever bind me to one person or place. I would love- but doing so I could forget any bitterness of it and remember only the sweetness of it- and storing such away I could go to another land and be young and impulsive and as passionately fond of living as if I were only first awakening to the wonder of the things within me and around me. Previous in-