Quiet times,
My thoughts are with you,
As I watched you leave today,
Sadly I could feel you,
Dazed, as if woken from deep slumber
As you try to make sense of the chanting.
Quite real,
The sensation; and I wish you well now.
Though I never knew you enough,
It was still a farewell -
Leaving behind those who love you,
It reminds me of my own father.
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