Journey little Brother

 

Journey little Brother high into the sky;

Journey little Brother, may your Spirit fly.

Though life ends and your body does die

let the wings of your Spirit carry you high.

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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