Farewells and goodbyes. Charming gifts-some practical,some not, all thoughtful. Best wishes- some a formality, many genuine.
Fond memories, the uncomfortable ones forgotten. Some not-so-good people, many great people. I hope to remain in touch.
I cant turn my back and walk straight ahead. I keep looking back. It pains, but it enriches too.
No tears. Its raining outside - the sky cries because I cant.
Bye.
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