Marcellus' p.o.v
Out from under the shade of my wings,
there is a sadder love story. History
has proven that the state of our Union
is broken beyond repair. My empty
chair at the table makes you worry.
I am sorry for bringing despair
upon you. Better opportunities
await me on the other side of
the great divide. Even as
grief steals air from
your lungs, you must
embrace tomorrow.