You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You — Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
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You leave behind your fine poems.You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You ascend into the Light, O Quechomitl, you leave behind the flowers and the singing and the earth. Safe journey, O friend.

— Aliette de Bodard, Servant of the Underworld
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