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Fare Thee Well

At a tranquil pace,
I shall go–
Shod in colourless silk,
More beautiful than the breast of a gull.
Asunder in fear,
Like a glamorous knight,
In windless peace & array.
With roses hanging over,
Surrounded by blossoming red and pink,
To the world with no sun set,
A better place hoped for.
With a curious heart–
And a wondering mind,
As the masses cry and sing
Fare thee well,
And I will be no more.