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�We looked at each other with a mix of tenderness and befuddlement, moist-eyed. It was clear to both of us, after the five or ten minutes of our hasty conversation, that this chance meeting was the last time we ever were going to see each other� But that was O.K. Knowing we would never see each other again�it was O.K. When you�re young, you think there�ll be plenty of time for everything in your life: counting all the grains of sand in the Sahara Desert, seeing all the people in the world, becoming greater than Jesus and Lenin and Lomonosov and Pushkin and Einstein all rolled into one, reuniting at some point with everyone you�ve met once in your life, befriending every man, falling in love with every woman� Life is a process of gradually coming to terms with the meaning and the very concept of never-ness. Never�well, so be it. Quoth the raven: oh well, them�s the breaks. Get used to it. Get over it. Life is a perishable proposition of rapidly diminishing returns. You could�ve become this or that; you could�ve been here and there and everywhere; but that didn�t happen�and well, so be it. There won�t be, in the end of your life, a joyous, transcendentally meaningful regathering of everyone you�ve ever met on your path, with stories shared and wine flowing and laughter lilting and happiness abounding and life never-ending�well, so be it.�
� Mikhail Iosselyou are always going to be this person to me, i've realized, probably. we were so young and dumb and full of feelings and i don't care to try to remember the last time i saw you.
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