The flowering chocolate drink is foaming,Tobacco flowers are passed round,If my heart tastes them,I will be intoxicatedListen, I am alone and tormented,May I not go to the place of the fleshlessAlone I must go, my own self shall become lostI will go alone,My heart covered with flowersThus let it be,But let it be without violence!

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Themes

  • Death — Contemplations on mortality, loss, and the legacy we leave
  • Peace — The pursuit of harmony, reconciliation, and inner calm

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