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But my face in the glass I’ll serenely survey, And with smiles count each wrinkle and furrow— That this worn-out old stuff which is thread-bare to-day Shall become everlasting to-morrow.
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In this passage, Watterson expresses a positive outlook on aging, suggesting that the experiences of life will be cherished and remembered.
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