would everything, be wiped off, like on a slate, clean; or like how the rain, washes off stains?
Or would it, like a message, carved upon stone, be set till the end of time?

hellos, they're made. and of course,
goodbyes, they're said, too.
as are hard as they are to say; they eventually, have to be done.
and done, it was.
bye.

forget us not.
and of course, all the best in your future endeavors. (:

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tau, plaque, brillo pad.
the only questions: how long will it take?
time heals all living, they say, time heals all.
but of course, i salute thee, for the effort to palm one's future,
to put down the restraining factor, and waltz along the path to greatness. (: