Is It Poetry
When I Depart - Poem by Is It Poetry
When I depart, look up there and remember me.
If all goes well, it goes off, the silent bells heard distantly.
With both hands, grasp all love above this.
When morning has left my every night all being when if possible, however that it goes,
half one revolution stay above two turns a revolution the dot your/I.
Me the you and time one day, one day above this remembering,
that our future with me then where is good you plan' You say; Remember just but me;
And for that you understand the now you recommend,
or you are slow in order to your knees to pray.
However if I am forgotten for a while and after that I remember all,
as for making of it when it grieves, it is food of thought:
For the sake of if the darkness and degradation go away,
when all I have, is the forgetting of the winter winds
which the traces of the minds of thought,
should much and much it is,
you smile improve our lot remembering love
and which is sadder than each thought and that, it should, it is.
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