Goodbyeing

Losing a parent

Is not watching someone else

(Lose a parent)

It's not comforting another

Or making yourself available to a brother

Or thinking quietly "poor bastard"

No, it is lonely

And humbling

And quietly greeted with internal mourning

Because you can plan all you want

But when it's your time to speak

To noone at all

You will know that they've risen

And especially if they fall

This is a given

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