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As moths are attracted to the light
so are travelers in strange lands.
We meet to share ideas and experiences
and to learn what we can one from the other.
These relationships are not forever
but serve a special purpose for the time and place.
Perhaps our paths will cross again but we can never
recapture the same feelings as now.
And as we go our separate ways
we will occasionally think of the other.
And as these thoughts travel
the vast distances and touch the other,
a warm feeling will occur,
because each thought continues
until it reaches its very special destination.
Travel well my friend,
and always look upon life with the mind of a child, seeing things fresh and new
and with the awe they deserve.
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