You...
Who are you and where can I find you?
I don't care if you live at the other side of the world... I want to meet you, take your glasses off, give you a close look and watch you smile for a moment, then put your glasses back on, close my eyes, turn around, ask you to tell me your name, and after you've told me, I want to thank you, and leave to never see you again, and the very last image I'd have of you, would be of a smile on your face.
I'm not dying before I meet you.
Bye.
I'm feeling hopeful.

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