Dispondency Compound infinity The air of malaise A non-existant gaze And I admired your honesty Your blood still runs through my veins The healer needs to heal The last butterfly takes flight We're missing all your textures Once step closer to the void Calling, bursting, hoping A touch of feathered intent Into the blue horizon While you sleep The ones you cherished Form an assemblage The voyager knew that it was the end The final moment