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The speaker reflects on death and reminds their loved ones that they are still present, just in a. Put no difference into your tone. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. I am i and you are you. I have only slipped away into the next room.
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I have only slipped away to the next room. Of easy wind and downy flake. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. And what the face says to us in its sweet.
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I have only slipped away into the next room. Sending letters though tomorrow has no address. I had a dream within a dream, within a dream. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Everyone’s.
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I think they felt these words had a positive ring to them, that somehow they took the sting out of what had happened. I am i and you are you. Put no difference into your.
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How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again! I have only slipped into the next room. I am i, and you are you, and the old life that we lived.
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Whatever we were to each, that we are still. I have only slipped away into the next room. Speak to me in the easy way. Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room.
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Turns Out Time Heals And As I Grew Older, I Realized That I Still Have My Life.
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I Have Only Slipped Away To The Next Room.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Death is nothing at all. Call me by my old familiar name. I have only slipped away into the next room.
I Am I And You Are You.
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The Final Verse Of This Funeral Poem Is The Most Out Of The Ordinary.
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Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. It was like there is no more separation, similar to what you have cited. Speak to me in the easy way. Call me by my own familiar name. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
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