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You wrote me a map
Which I could not comprehend
It had a beginning
But was void of an end
You disappeared without warning
In a fashionable trend
I’ve needed your help
«Come find me at the end,» you said
The only piece that stuck around
Was in a peaceful state underground
If only I’d gotten the chance to
Say to my friend
«No man is an island.»
I thought a piece of your mind
Would function after you died
I guess I was right
In a kind of way
I saw a peaceful reprise
Of what you saw in the sky
A cloud shaped like
All day
If only the piece that stuck around
Was in a peaceful state underground
Only you said
«Listen to my friend, No man is an island.»