Empowered by those lives, Death
Stilling, could not silence.
Consenting voices, world-blown
To my bold divergence.
Enthused by such, no grave's lid
Sealing, have shyer made!
Invite do, close leading me
On their holy crusade.
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Yes friend's circle drive away fear of death and bitterness of loneliness. So, well composed.