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This is one of the two monks who passed away during the week before we visited the monastery.
Being born, one has to die; this is the nature of the world. With old age there is death; this is the way things are.
When fruit is ripe, it may drop early in the morning. In the same way, one who is born may die at any moment.
Back to Dignity and calm
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