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What is dying
I am standing on the seashore, a ship sails in the morning breeze and starts for the ocean.
He is an object of beauty and I stand watching him till at last he fades on the horizon and someone at my side says: "He is gone."
Gone from my sight that is all.
He is just as large in the masts, hull and spars as he was when I saw him, and just as able to bear his load of living freight to its destination.
August 18, 2015 | Lawton, MI