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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 protection60PENANAs148Wm4Bth 維尼
He unwrapped them slowly on the counter, laying each down like a priest at vigil.8964 copyright protection60PENANAyWDVD0wk8C 維尼
He asked:8964 copyright protection60PENANAKm6tP1sWRv 維尼
“Have you something for those who carry too many conclusions?”8964 copyright protection60PENANAZr3RlAWGL4 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 protection60PENANAqW8113jojt 維尼
He drank. Shook my hand. Bowed to the fire.8964 copyright protection60PENANAFjTDRVgywY 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 protection60PENANAyhZMfsNebl 維尼