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tahearns
@tahearns
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
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Tr0jan19
@tr0jan19
This resonates with me when I think of my portfolio in a market downturn. The feeling of incompleteness, as if a part of myself is missing, is a familiar sensation.
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