sunlately there hasn't been much to say.
i sigh at the lack of good things to appreciate now that the standard has been fully set.
of failed three-word stories.
and how time flies.
now we're all going.
to go.
and these will be our farewell times.
and now to copy that line again.
for our meeting
the seasons spent,
our hearts which have grown,
and the farewell...
...thank you.