Coalescence
        
He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. If all else perished and he remained, I should still continue to be, and if all else remained, and we were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger. He’s always, always in my mind; not as a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.-E.B.

 
    
    
    Ranewen, vrouw, 40 jaar
 
 
 
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