"And so for the 5th time, they part and say goodbye. Like the previous 4 times, they didn't know when they would next meet. Somehow, this time there no tears. Perhaps this time more confident that the old cliche might finally have some truth in it: parting is such sweet sorrow.
'Come what may' sounds painfully beautiful rather than pure resignation to a fatalistic view.
And so for the 5th time, they part and say goodbye. Till they meet again."
Uncle T
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