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When the time has come,
My breath done and gone,
I want to leave on a gentle hum,
Sent like a pawn.
But first, the Big Three.
Fire, in all its might.
Let the flames fly free
There will be no burial site.
Half stays here, you see.
Half that a second time, roughly by hand.
Some, to the Great Sea.
Some, spread across the free land.
One half still sets,
What shall be done?
Send it up on jets
On a course, to the North Sun.
This I choose, for I like to roam.
The Land, for it was where I was the same.
The Sea, for it was my second home.
The sky, for I must return from whence I came.
Thoughts?
My breath done and gone,
I want to leave on a gentle hum,
Sent like a pawn.
But first, the Big Three.
Fire, in all its might.
Let the flames fly free
There will be no burial site.
Half stays here, you see.
Half that a second time, roughly by hand.
Some, to the Great Sea.
Some, spread across the free land.
One half still sets,
What shall be done?
Send it up on jets
On a course, to the North Sun.
This I choose, for I like to roam.
The Land, for it was where I was the same.
The Sea, for it was my second home.
The sky, for I must return from whence I came.
Thoughts?