Slowly sinking in waters unknown
through isolated hypothermia it is shown
Fading from sunlight's absolving gaze
the end is nigh, a poet's gasping phrase

Floating high above and away on the exosphere
Solar winds carry me from what I hold so dear
They speak my name from far beyond
Calling the child unable to respond

Return to us this is not your place
Come to us and relish in our grace
Leave the bones of this broken man behind
Breath out your last and abandon the blind
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