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I lied upon a leaf one eve
And was gone with the wind,
Decaying from Kentucky
Through the earth to Fiji,
Myself and my pen
Walking hand in hand
On a journey for individuality.
Sleeping beneth the sky
I Paraded across Europe
And explored city streets.
Writing it became my disease
As deprivation developed into muse.

Hiking the hills of Italy
My interests stopped me in Venice
And I endorsed another renaissance.
Living the night life in Germany
I drove the chaos and Gothic galore.
My Amsterdam endeavors
Preyed upon the red light district
Women and drugs and money and guns.
Finally I fell for love in France,
Tre belle, Je vis pour t'adore, Paris.
Stories as entrancing as wine is blessed
I heard one, amazing, of this young mans death

They've spread the stories
Told the legacies of this man,
As if Cain had killed himself
All agree he was sent to hell.
From what's seen and heard,
I'd say he beat the devil
To some he's hung forever
Other's recall it in fall,
Only a few years ago.
To some he was an intellectual
Others an artist he was called,
But a trophy he is known to all.
Hanging like a flag on the moon
Untamed by time,
Remaining untethered,
From a thirteen knot noose,
The tree and he, to hang and to hold
In need of each other they've only one use.
Overlooking the valley
He protects the town,
In this kingdom of a city
This man is their crown.

They never gave a reason
Some suggest it was the season.
Nor did they disclose a liaison
One to patron this and sponsor him.
What was given was one note
Only few phrases dedicated to his demise.
"Leave my body hang till summertime,
So I may glow with the sunrise,
And shin with the twilight.
Crawl into the past and under this oak
Reminisce anecdotes of happiness,
Recall for me, ring around rosie."

Was written on the front with words on the back
This and a locket to stay in his pocket
No watch, no wallet, only the words which follow
"Leave my body hang through wintertime
So I may glimmer before day break
And sparkle with the star light
Unforgettable was this Mount Everest
The family, the friends, the fawn, and the fun
Let me say I miss you all but cannot stay."
This is the story, and all which goes known
Neigh a man sent to hell, but left un-alone
Through my endeavors this amazed me most.
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