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Time,
only time can heal us, from grief, from illness.
But waiting for the Time to pass when you are living with a terminal
illness or have lost a loved one to that illness, time is the
enemy and the joy.
One more day, to say the right word. One less day of pain. If
we could store the time in a bottle, and remember the love and
the person and not the pain and the illness, we would never regret
time again.
Our time would be the treasure of memories, of time well spent.
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