I'm sorry, I could not be there among you, cherishing the various things we all love.
Pardon my absence of not being with you; yet fill the void and carry on.
I thank you for the flowers, although my natural senses can't smell their scents.
Give my love and best wishes, wiping those fallen tears and replacing greater hopes.
I lye within this coffin, being without movement, totally still and lifeless: I can't move my body at all.
My spirit hovers above you, watching over my endeared beloved ones I've left behind in life.
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