Each of us is still a small child, not in our own minds or inner selves but in the memories of those who knew us in our youth, and only when they forget us — only if they cease to remember us — do our childhoods finally die.
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Each of us is still a small child, not in our own minds or inner selves but in the memories of those who knew us in our youth, and only when they forget us — only if they cease to remember us — do our childhoods finally die.