In the fireworks, there is always final. That is when we mark the eardrums exploding force of explosions. My final will take place rather quietly, and never mind if it's disappointing.
This time is finite and well and truly over. You can always come back, but there will be no new post. As a climax, it is best if you imagined yourself: it will respond to your expectations.
I feel that this last post has nothing dazzling. However, I have dreamed for months of note that I could write casant "reserve duty" and "Farewell" here or there.
Anyway, in short, that is: die Zeit ist gekommen and basta. I know my degree of polyglottism is impressive. And I think we will stay positive and this key resolutely optimistic about the future of humanity, is not it?
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