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because I will be in exchange for a lifetime of happiness.

No one can be found who has my handwriting. Nobody anywhere has my tastes — for food or music or art. No one sees things just as I do. In all of time there's been no one who laughs like me, no one who cries like me. And what makes me laugh and cry will never provoke1) identical laughters and tears from anybody else, ever. No one reacts to any situation just as I would react.
I'm special.