i will hate to see him go.
but what i feel is nothing compared to what he's feeling.
i wont even dare to fathom what that feels like.
we've each got our own set of ticking clocks.

a ticking clock not only counts down to a dreaded day.
but also tells you how much time you have to gather up whatever you need.

and usually when the clock strikes,

we're ready (:

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