Everyone has loaded me with kindness.
You who went on your way unheeding.
I held you, the elusive, in the child. I have no line of writing. If anyone were to mention my name in your presence.
Bear with me for giving way to the longing to cry out my heart.
I shall slip back into obscurity, and be dumb towards you as I have ever been.
Neither picture nor token do I leave you.
I shall go my way leaving you ignorant of my name and my appearance.
Death will not feel it from afar.All my thanks go out to you.
What happened was good, in spite of everything.Something welled up within him.