I can’t claim to offer

Any profound notes on life,

No, that came about

Before it’s time and mine.

All I have left are

The remenents of my demented remembrance

Here to ruminate on

While the embers meditate

At the entrance to a new era.

My light is dim

But still marks a new way.

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