I didn't even note the change of time.
This was the last days of writing.
The last days of being in fellowship.
The last days of wonderful challenge.
Now it is gone, what shall we do?
Without the challnege, without the prompt.
Good-bye dear fellows, who I know in
Name only and not be sight, thorugh words.
Good-bye dear encourager who cheers us.
Write well, often, and keep the fire stoked.
Because you may not write like this or that
One, but the gift is there because all do
Not see the same and we need truth tellers.
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