Some people leave without saying goodbye.
Some people goodbye for awhile without leaving.
Call me crazy; I’ve always admired the first.
There’s a certain confidence, leaving without saying goodbye.
Con-fidence… with-faith.
With-faith, we’ll be together again.
With-faith, shared between steadfast-hearted friends.
So slip out the side when Time knows it’s right.
Them whose truth is tried will know.
Dying isn’t “goodbye.”
It’s “see you when I see you.”
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P.S. Flip one page back for a picture of the meeting before the leaving…