It's strange to think that we'll never meet.
In a way it feels like we have, that you
have been a familiar friend sending me
music every now and then to let me know
how you've been. Each time your familiar
voice sounded through a different sea.
No matter the sounds it was always you,
in that I took great comfort. If we ever
meet it will be in a form most unconven-
tional to the rational mind. There will
be one thing unchanged.
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