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Only a few months ago, Cohen's muse, Marianne Ihlen, his muse, was dying.
He sent her a last poem/message, which I think was overwhelmingly poignant, sad and prescient :::::
"Well Marianne, it's come to this time when we are really so old and our bodies are falling apart and I think I will follow you very soon. Know that I am so close behind you that if you stretch out your hand, I think you can reach mine.
And you know that I've always loved you for your beauty and for your wisdom, but I don't need to say anything more about that because you know all about that. But now, I just want to wish you a very good journey"
What a wonderful thing to write.