Slicha, everyone; slicha.

Slicha, my son; slicha.
Slicha, my daughter; slicha.
Slicha, my mother; slicha.
Slicha, my brother; slicha.

Slicha, my father, the memory of whom is being erased and whose final wishes I abide; slicha.
Slicha, the mother of my children; slicha.
Slicha, the women who allowed me into their lives and for whom I was not what they sought; slicha.
Slicha, friends whom I failed and faulted; slicha.
Slicha, strangers for whom I did not find the time; slicha.

Slicha, those who go with God, who already feel, who already know, who are in Good Hands; slicha.
Slicha, those who go with one another.  We are only as strong as the weakest among us; slicha.
Slicha, those who go alone.  You're on your own.  Slicha.