Leaving the Land : 5 stanzas each of 4 lines. A melancholic departure from the land.
An evil shadow at my back;
A pervading sense of guilt.
Of a sin that goes unpunished
Though no drop of blood was spilt.
What was it that I hadn’t done?
A farewell I’d left unsaid?
How can I feel so empty now
Though my heart is filled with dread?
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