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Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough
Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades
Forever and forever as I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!
Ulysses by Alfred Tennyson

A new beginning. And for a brief and shining moment, we know that all things are possible.
We will strive to carry that moment througout the New Year.

Photograph © Joan Currie