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May 17, 2011 | 2:22 PM EDT

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I am grief stricken as I write this. One of the most beloved Clock members in recent memory has passed away. I quickly whipped something up as a tribute, I am too much at a loss for words so I will simply post a poem and say RIP BananaHammockClock. I love you and will never forget you and neither will the rest of the clocks.

Death Is Nothing At All

Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.

Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.

All is well.

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The-RidlerThe-Ridler

Rated 5 / 5 stars

wow

wow that poem was...Deep, realy deep i commend your actions, your a very good person. Im sorry to hear of your loss. ~Kaila Cakes~