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I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy.
Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge.
At any rate, that is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great.
When it comes to one, it comes as naturally as sleep.
—Willa Cather
from My Antonia
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