If I were eighteen years old and met you, I would not fall into darkness. How wonderful;
If I were nineteen years old and met you, I would not continue to be dark, how wonderful;
If I were twenty years old and met you, I would not be in hell. How wonderful;
If I were twenty-one and met you, no, I met him, but it turned out badly;
If I were twenty-two years old and met you, I would no longer be me;
It would be great if I was twenty-five years old and couldn't meet you. . . . . .