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Nov. 9th, 2008 06:38 pmFor
talandra, in memoriam:
You've had a hard few months. Rest now, and be at peace, until it's time to return. So mote it be.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
You've had a hard few months. Rest now, and be at peace, until it's time to return. So mote it be.
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Date: 2008-11-10 12:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-10 01:50 am (UTC)I wish there were more I could say.
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Date: 2008-11-10 02:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-10 12:23 am (UTC)(it's TalAndra)
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Date: 2008-11-10 03:41 pm (UTC)Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.