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Dean Winchester

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It was many and many a week ago,
In a kingdom not by the sea,
That a man there lived whom you may know
By the name of Dean;
And this man he lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was an angel and he was a human,
In this kingdom not by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my Dean Winchester—
With a love that even the other angels denied the existence of.

And then, not long ago,
In this kingdom not by the sea,
An angel cast them all out,
Then killed the one meant for me;
His brother came to save him but was much too late
Sam took him away to grieve,
Leaving me all alone with no grace left to fight
In this kingdom not by the sea.

Dean went after Metatron,
Thinking he could finish him off—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all hunters know,
In this kingdom not by the sea)
That Metatron came with a blade,
Stabbing and killing my Dean.

But our love it was stronger by far than the wrath
Of those who were older than we—
Of many far wiser than we—
And neither my siblings in Heaven above
Nor the demons down in hell
Can ever dissever my grace from the soul
Of my wonderful Dean;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Dean;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright green eyes
Of the beautiful Dean;
And so, I mourn, slowly wasting away
my darling—my darling—my life and my love,
His soul in Heaven—
His body in the bunker not by the sea.