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He entered with pockets full of last things. The final petal of a vanished flower. The final nail from a broken bridge. The final note of a song no longer sung.8964 copyright protection90PENANA4XLbLDWnFh 維尼
He unwrapped them slowly on the counter, laying each down like a priest at vigil.8964 copyright protection90PENANAL5g5yOHWmP 維尼
He asked:8964 copyright protection90PENANARHxYSFHn5l 維尼
“Have you something for those who carry too many conclusions?”8964 copyright protection90PENANAC2W2ITSlDk 維尼
I gave him a drink made with unfurling bud-leaf and emberseed. It halts endings—suspends the mind in a state just before parting.8964 copyright protection90PENANApvf5efGXEt 維尼
He drank. Shook my hand. Bowed to the fire.8964 copyright protection90PENANA27Rw2iTU3Y 維尼
Left the last breath of an extinct wind in a jar beside the hearth. It hums softly now whenever someone says goodbye.8964 copyright protection90PENANA3PAhb5Y4vf 維尼