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yonghwa.
TELL THEM
For the days that I wanted to die, I beg of you - before I’m six feet beneath the soil, before the maggots hug my flesh to a shivering carcass - speak of me as I am. Nothing false nor set down ought in malice.
I pray that you would tell them, that I died a proud man.
That I was one who never spoke unless it improved upon silence.
Tell them I never moved unless it improved upon stillness.
This here was no walk in the park.
I pray that you would tell them, that I died a proud man.
That I was one who never spoke unless it improved upon silence.
Tell them I never moved unless it improved upon stillness.
This here was no walk in the park.