I sat here and thought of you; I sat here long and thought of you as you were then; I sat here past the time of my going and thought of you as you were here with me and alone; I sat here and thought of you as none will think of me after my going....
I want you to know that this place, this seat, this time, here and now, echoes you in silence, in light, in my thoughts: the quanta that make you are immortal....
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