To one so fayr and bright

My dearest Dr. Milne, may your peals of laughter echo as you roll in beloved heather, awaiting your soulmate, forever in joy, without a care .  May you swim with spinning dolphins in a shining sea of dim, misty islands.  May Elysium be what we’d hoped.

Your mind was the light of a thousand suns splitting the darkness; it flickers still, now and in time to come.

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