A poem of exit,
Exiting
From this world
To enter into
Another,
Make an entry
Into.
The ship
Being
Readied
And the packing
To be done.
And the ship
Will float,
Drift
On silent waters
Taking
Where,
Which but
I don't.
The dark journey
Of oblivion
Will begin
And the ship
Will take him
Away to.
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The course of the voyage to the last destination named death thoughtfully unfolded. Thanks for sharing.10 points.