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But it's still so hard to come to the end, like sending off a child that you've raised since they were little and letting them off into the world. And it's hard, oh so hard, but you know it's what's best. And when their gone, it's like there's this empty spot in your chest, this hole that isn't filled until another book(child) comes along, and you must raise that one until it is time to send him off as well.