I've gone into the next room.
That which I've been for you,
I shall still remain.
Call me by the same name,
that you always have.
Speak with me,
like you have always done.
No new expressions, please—
neither celebration nor sorrow;
laugh again about those things,
we laughed about together.
Pray and laugh, and think of me:
out of sight must not be out of mind.
I haven't gone far;
I'm just on the other side of the path.
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