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I do not want to count the remaining years of my life, it gives me considerable amount of stress and wrinkles. Counting the sand on the beaches Wiel and I set our feet on seems more relaxing. We start counting at 1 then end at 10. We get lazy because they are endless.

So we count the memories, which are also endless- considering that they are always taking place for as long as we walk the earth.


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