Monday, August 1, 2022

The Quiet


Every "hello" inevitably gives rise to "goodbye." There are very few things more obvious in this life. Yet it seems a general rule that those happy memories of each hello that embrace one in quiet moments more than counterbalance the sorrow of all the goodbyes. And that's the way of this world.

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