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If one day we lose contact It's not that the love is shallow, nor that the fate is over It's that turbulent concern After all, it cannot withstand the migration of time. When I read this paragraph Everyone became quiet It turned out to be the best farewell Not a heartbreaking entanglement But gently place each other In the tenderest corner of memory Don't ask, don't pry No entanglement, no resentment This is probably what happens between adults The most decent way to end an event