Tell me something startling, something almost true. Tell me something like how bugs migrate, or snakes molt, or you eat cheese when everyone is sleeping. This is all I want from you
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Sometimes I worry that I will grow old alone. I'm not afraid of growing old alone, because if I do, I just will and I'll put on more lipstick and soldier on like I always do. I'd like some kind of guarantee that it won't be that way, but I'm pretty sure I can't have one.
Sadly, there are no guarantees. But I don't think, from what little I know of you, that you need to fret much about this. You are a kind, generous, funny and sweet soul -- and that is a special thing. I believe loneliness in your old age is unlikely at this point, particularly if you stay up beat.
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