...Flowers gathered in the morning,
Afternoon they blossom on;
Still are withered in the evening:
You can be me when I'm gone...
...All around me darkness gathers,
Fading is the sun that shone;
We must speak of other matters:
You can be me when I'm gone...
-the fortune cookie in "The Sandman Volume 9: The Kindly Ones" by Neil Gaiman
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