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At the moment of farewell, the heart is squeezed,
tears well up, sadness insinuates itself...
It is the goodbye that is carried in the soul,
an encounter with the melancholy that calms us.
The words become scarce, the hugs tight,
our loved ones, torn away from us...
Time stands still, as if the world were frozen,
and in that instant, the pain
becomes present, without respite or pause.
The promises to return, to meet again someday,
clinging to our lips, as if the world were frozen,
cling to our lips, in an attempt of joy...
But the echo of the farewell lingers in the air,
and the emptiness it leaves, difficult to ignore, impossible to hide.
In parting, the eyes meet the distance,
hearts are blurred with longing...
But in every departure, there is a glimmer of hope,
a thread of love that binds us together,
no matter the distance.