And is it not what was born but what was found, touched upon, that memory re ignites...and isn't it the the past,still a being in the fullness of its occurrence, if only it is understood not according to its content but by a means of its intensity- surely one can rip open gifts quickly and discard them swiftly as the next Shiny ornament catches ones eye..but what of gifts of the heart- humility opens its mit and two hands are needed to grasp it's fullness 

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