Here your clock stopped and you were called.
Your brief journey.
Left behind on the road to wave.
But not forgotten.
I’ve taken my life for granted.
Hah…
The things you will never know…
So.
I’ll remember a brief, bright glow.
You are never to be forgotten.
You moved, unmoving, around the world.
Now may you do as you please.
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