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| Did you believe them when they said you would be young forever? |
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| Of course you did. For a flashing moment as the music pulsed and you raced along the highway with your friends, waving your hands in the air and nearly swerving into a ditch, your immortal soul flared up and cried joyfully, "I am here!" |
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| But it was only hormones, and now they are used up. You are old and tired, full of regrets for all the things you didn't do—all the moments you swore you would treasure forever that have already slipped away, forgotten. |
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| What now, brother? Are you still sure you are immortal? |
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