You are part of my
existence, it leaves of me. You were in each line that I already read. You were
in each possibility that I saw already, in the river, in the candles of the ships,
in the swamps, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in
the forest, in the sea, in the streets.
You were the
personification of each beautiful dream that my mind already knew.
Charles Dickens
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