it was a delicate hush as she spoke in whispers, "it is time. you have to let me go. it's time for me to cross." i could not manage a word, even a whimper, my hands clutched at hers, resisting any weakness of letting go. "someday you will understand the way of our lives, not today but someday, you too will learn to leave and let go. live for me. live for us." and the wind blew away what remained of her hushed tones, and the waves rescinded what once formed her, and i was merely holding on to what appeared to be sands from the shore, quickly escaping my weakened grasp.

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