Here’s to you who loved the world
Though the world loved you not in return.
Who adored and worshiped that, which,
Would gladly let you burn.
Here’s to you who played in the embers
While the fire scorched your skin.
Who danced in the blazing ruins
Knowing always the fire would win.
Here’s to you who gazed at the sky
Though the sky gave you only it’s rain.
Who sang with the wind and the thunder
Though the storm wanted only your pain.
Here’s to you who admired their beauty
When the tigers were circling near.
Who remembered their elegance and grace
When all they wanted was your fear.
Here’s to you, my friend
May your days be long and unnumbered.
You who loved the world
Though the world loved you not in return.
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