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Imagine us meeting for the first time, as nothing more than two ships passing in the night. Would you hold your breath? Would you slow down to glance at me? Would you try and stop yourself from moving forward? What would happen if we collided? Would we merely sink, would we carelessly cause eachother harm, would we become anything greater then what we already are? Imagine us meeting for what could be the only and therefore last time. Would you be okay with that? Or would you make sure we would not be only two ships passing in the night? Imagine us.
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