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I’ve seen night skies

Only dreams could fathom;

I’ve wandered along the edges of earth

Because I did not believe in the stories;

I’ve met, and loved many strangers,

Each now gone, but a part of me;

And I’ve lived well, in days rich with laughter,

Wine, and sun;

I’ve loved this life—truly,

For every day was a gift unto me,

Given by someone or by something—

And there is no trick, no deep secret

To this, but then to receive.

But already, my words carry too long;

I am tired and old,

And time lingers too close a reminder—

I must push away now,

Off some unknown shore, to live one last adventure–

The grandest of them all—

My boat awaits, a ferry across the ancient river;

I’ve always wanted to fall asleep

Beneath the ocean spray—