On the Shore

Shall you find me not at the Necropolis
Search for me, maybe, on the shore
For I may be sitting on the dock
I’ll be waiting to be found by thee.
But if you let me a-wander after this
Know that I will still understand you more
I’d tarry till night-time to try my luck
I’d be waiting still until you find me.
And when the sun glints on the horizon
I’d wait for you amidst the twilight zone.
And if I get summoned by the ruler of the west
Please know that I did my very best.
But for now, I would be at the shore
I’d cross my fingers to earn this score
For I want to see you before I say adieu
Hoping to hug you tightly before I go.
For this exhausted body longs for you,
I hope it’s not too much to ask of you.
If this tired soul can finally rest in peace
Maybe then I can give you happiness.

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