Paraphrasing Yeats: It was as the Irish poet had written, a waste of breath, the years that had gone past, the years to come. There was only the present moment to live and die in. [ref. An Irish Airman Foresees His Death.. The years to come seemed waste of breath, A waste of breath the years behind In balance with this life, this death. W.B. Yeats
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