He rests under the lush cedar tree,
Wearing the armour of bravery,
From the cage of time, he’s finally free,
Under the canopy of stars, tonight he sleeps.
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For long, he fought through blood and gore,
Against the times, he waged a war,
His sword has defeated many a foes,
Before his body fell to the floor.
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And now they’ve come to say goodbye,
Friends and family and allies,
An ocean of memories comes flooding by,
Spilling and cascading from every eye.
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The mahogany flute plays a lullaby,
As he’s laid to rest tonight,
His stories will echo through the windows of time,
His name will forever soar and shine.
Wabi Sabi 