With gratitude to eddieedgar for his invaluable help All our meetings are paired with ensuing goodbyes. Quiet and sad is the rill by a lone amber pine, Diffident powder s enshrouding the coals of the fire Everything s over, the time for departure is nigh. Heart s desire mine, Sunlight of the forest, Whereabouts next time Will I run across you
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