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AND yet all the while you are you, you are not me. And I am I, I am never you. How awfully distinct and far off from each other's being we are!

Yet I am glad. I am so glad there is always you beyond my scope, Something that stands over, Something I shall never be, That I shall always wonder over, and wait for, Look for like the breath of life as long as I live, Still waiting for you, however old you are, and I am, I shall always wonder over you, and look for you.

And you will always be with me. I shall never cease to be filled with newness, Having you near me.