It would be to wave good bye
put all that earth behind.
This is what, want, to be why,
this is my moment defined.
If only words were found
if to suggest some down.
Would wish we turn around,
would want, yes, my frown.
We all have these degrees
a temperament of need.
Such while a shadow breathes
our common calling only heed.
For it is a measure or a release
In such is a human, is their peace.
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