A sweet farewell

 



But, as the passage now presents no hindrance
To the spirit unappeased and peregrine
Between two worlds become much like each other,

So I find words I never thought to speak
In streets I never thought I should revisit
When I left my body on a distant shore.

(T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets, N°4, Little Gidding II)

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