As ye are swayed by relentless waves that once proved calm, will ye embrace the farewell that seas have planned; to sink and rest and fight no more?

Will ye thrash about through tear and rage, grasping threads of hope that brought ye here; will ye curse? will ye swear? at that which once alight yer heart?

Shout & howl; but forsake not that which belongs to ye, for that is ye and no-one else. Without ye and only ye, there would have not been another else-- yer peers that came with ye.

Ye are not alone mate, for when the wind blows, we're all together. And I will not have ye up and vanish. Not until we dine another day.

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