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Preamble to the Eulogy of a Beloved Daemon

When I hear your name
It isn't the same
As it once was, before...
But there was something amiss,
You hadn't signed up for this.
But this time, you'd better be sure:
Is this something that you
Truly want to do?
Leave, so you hurt me no more?
Do you want in or out?
Do you prefer with or without?
Choose wisely, and I'll hold the door...