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But resiliency only means that a thing retains its shape. That it doesn__ break, or lose its ability to function. It doesn__ mean a child forgets the time she shared in the backyard with her mother gardening, or the fun they had together watching Bedknobs and Broomsticks at the Astro. It just means she learns to bear it. The mechanism that allowed Lisa Sample to keep her head above water in the wake of her mother__ departure has not been described or cataloged by scientists. It__ efficient, and flexible, and probably transferable from one person to another should they catch the scent on each other. But the rest of the details about it aren__ observable from the outside. You have to be closer than you really want to get to see how it works.
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But resiliency only means that a thing retains its shape. That it doesn__ break, or lose its ability to function. It doesn__ mean a child forgets the time she shared in the backyard with her mother gardening, or the fun they had together watching Bedknobs and Broomsticks at the Astro. It just means she learns to bear it. The mechanism that allowed Lisa Sample to keep her head above water in the wake of her mother__ departure has not been described or cataloged by scientists. It__ efficient, and flexible, and probably transferable from one person to another should they catch the scent on each other. But the rest of the details about it aren__ observable from the outside. You have to be closer than you really want to get to see how it works.
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