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  1. Ships that pass in the night,
    and speak each other in passing,
    only a signal shown,
    and a distant voice in the darkness;

    So on the ocean of life,
    we pass and speak one another,
    only a look and a voice,
    then darkness again and a silence.

    — Longfellow.

    (And then yet again, a new ship and a new ahoy !)

  3. … and memories! Beautiful, irrevocable, wonderful ones.
    Boy, am I getting emotional. Hugs to you :)

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