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eulogy

....

my sole request

when you ponder thereof

the finality of death

please speak with love

to loosen your lips

if scarcely to say

the most lovely eulogy

as my body decay

so unforgiving, it may seem

is this dark grave

but peace transcends me now

for to this life i no longer slave

let your head

not fall too low

lest your weak eyes

should overflow

but yes,

weep if you may

cry if you might

even still,

my soul shall fill

the veiled sky this night

remembrance of me

shall be your crutch

when longing's song

sings for my touch

please rest my love

for i now am

my soul has returned

to the Breath

from which it began

-me