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Not the first day of the rest of your life nor a chance to revel in new beginnings trains have already left their stations and ships their ports some advice my grandmother once gave just write a note I've treasured our time sorry it couldn't have lasted longer but alas it was perhaps  as long as it needed to be whit howland  ©  2019
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Jul 30, 2019
Jul 30, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC
Last day on the job
Not the first day of the rest of your life nor a chance to revel in new beginnings trains have already left their stations and ships their ports some advice my grandmother once gave just write a note I've treasured our time sorry it couldn't have lasted longer but alas it was perhaps  as long as it needed to be whit howland  ©  2019
The idea of not knowing what it all meant and why it had to go.
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Jul 30, 2019
Jul 30, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC
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