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“There’s little that can compare to it, this boat that tentatively put out in the mornings, that sidled back again in the evenings, found its way home, sailed starboard home. My face was here. Soon it will no longer exist. I'm losing speed, I'm wandering in air, I'm turning to water, this great percentage of me that is water, my face that once again will be water. I'm waiting for you, sweetheart.”