I wear a black suit
and my best tie,
you look so cute
after you die.
There is no shared voice
across the last road,
except the white noise
when you meet God.
The sky is pale blue,
I beg to meet you.
Thank you for every time,
for every child's smile,
thank you for every rhyme,
for every travelled mile,
for every sudden kiss,
for every short bliss,
for every rain drop,
for every failed hope,
for every storm's wave,
for being that brave,
for being so bold
to dare to love this world.
I wear a black suit
and my best tie.
I'm on my final route.
I'm ready.
Goodbye.
I wear a black suit
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