Copyright © December 26, 2003 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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We are only as good as our last, our last hello, our last goodbye, our last kiss, our last embrase, and then one day will come our last steps on this earth, as we breathe our final breath. Should I become no more too soon, how long would you remember who I was, what I was, why I was with you?