.Way away, the polar swelling, aching and echoing,
Falling through the ether as a widow's waiting on sleep.
Readying, the lone remainder,
A feeling familiar warning us her waters are to break.
Now that apathy has been done,
To death let this verse serve as an epitaph.
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