Charlotte, a beloved cat
I but give you comfort in my death,
might I tell you what you meant to me?
I did, both night and day, was love you,
of my kingdom and my heart.
gods, at last you claimed my painful breath,
the door to mystery,
final gift of all the gifts you gave me,
what I could no longer give you
if I tried with all my art.
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