I walk with he who lost his breath
I watch as those who loved him cry
I hold my hand on whose soul now is mine
I burn for I am one who isn't holy in this sacred house
I, who is cloaked in darkness
I cry not for him, who is happy to be free
I feel bad for those who have lost today
I,who never cries for the loss of another
For I know the truth
This isn't the end
Another chapter is waiting to be writen in his story
And I am a main character in this chapter
For I am the guide to Avalon
Where one can finally rest
AsI hold the casket
Holding his earthly bond to this hollow ground
I feel his soul being released
So that his pain may end
And with one last moment
I remember all the times he has lived through
The good times, the bad, and the funny moments
But now his loved ones shall never see his smile again
Even though he smiles
As he floats on
Heading to the final resting place
That we all shall one day drift off to
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