From the shrinking world
of ancient age
You glimpse
What lies beyond
We spoke of
Matters long since gone
Where nothing more
Will change
Your house of
Many decades
Is still and
Waiting for your return
Where once were
Laughs and tears
Music and voices
Only memories now echo
You're on the edge
Pulled away yet
Through pure chance
So I could speak to you
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