Oh, man, Arm - I am honestly sorry; it seems like yesterday sometimes that I had to do almost the same as far as dealing with my mom's illness and passing - I know where you're standing right now, and I know how hard this is.
You and your family are in my thoughts here, for what that's worth.
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At Fiddler’s Green, where seamen true
When here they’ve done their duty
The bowl of grog shall still renew
And pledge to love and beauty.
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