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Let Zay in Heaven

For this fjord to seek all day
And in the night’s esteem beget
A promise under play
Of Dan who saw
The Watch of early yearing
In effort to effect
A place called solemn home
Between each tree
And every brother
To this day
In reach
And called a poem
For rights to read
The Scotland view
Which appears to sow
No large divide
Of faded number
But the stars who call him near
And every phone-
on lock to store the day-
of strings that whay and study
Of the optimal accord
So as chance to make it home
And forever be this right
To years of beautiful unsuffer
This man called Zay
An Earthen dream
Of making rouse
To always know
Hear heights in grace
And fortitude of love
For all who cast a hope
But righting ships of souls
And mending free
The right of Kings
Who summon free
The debts to be unhad
And wincing star
In play for truth
The madness gone
While spirits desolate
A new purview
To always say Amen
By wished gear
A striking man and sharp
Exciting best
And gone to see the waves
As Colin would
To best- and free
Eclectic Zay
Is found a star
For this new tack
In splicing more
A hull for steer
With wrath to wind
To solitude my shore
And placing hands
For future mend
It honours me in three
This will to go alone
A space to bless
New Zay and done
The forded best
To one and ten
A call to roads
For years to stay ahead
In solemn be
To Rome
And then-
a better day-
forever.

—For Zay Harding