In a Handful of Dust

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I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

– T.S. Eliot
These lines of T.S. Eliot’s poem always reminds me what my (and I think a lot of people’s) greatest fear in life is: it’s that silent fear to be forgotten when I’m gone.

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Attorney at Law Yay Areaaaaa Lover AND Fighter I'm a romantic sadly too grounded in realism. Raindrops on Roses. Tulips in mid-Bloom Snowfall Crunchy Autumn Leaves Scent of a New Book Popcorn and Movies Mmm...Meat Korean BBQ Go Bears! Like-Minded Individuals, why don't you Inbox Me? There might be some Lustful Musings as well. Of the kind where fashion, shoes, and all that glitters are involved. Best of. izzy.

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