I know you say you're fine.
You probably are.
Fucked if I'm not worried, though.
Can't help it.
You learn to care very strongly
over a year and a half.
We couldn't have timed this better.
I'd take credit for it,
but that wouldn't be right, because
I had forgotten that pretty soon
the world as we know it
ends anyway.
We'd still
have to
say goodbye.
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