I know not why, nor the reason. But, this is the season, of farewells, goodbyes, handshakes, and sad eyes. For some the candle blew out, for others an escape from the drought. It's what we give away, and what we take with. Swift fleeting moments, sweet fleeting gifts. The trade off is simple, but at a cost we can't choose. A life well shared, equates to how much we lose. Brave new worlds and brave new friends. Johnny Cash was wrong, not everyone goes away in the end.
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