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Everything has its time;
Can't we appreciate it for what it was?
Let go of our delusions,
Imperceptible, perhaps, but with a hold over us.
Patience is a virtue: I'm learning the skill.
Science taught me with a rise comes a fall
Endings are bittersweet; I'll miss you all.
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A nice Acrostic poem.