When the last light fades
And the cover is closed
And the words are no more
And my story is told

Just know this
You were a blip on the page
A piece of my chapter
Be it maker or mage

The length you walk with me
I do not know
For daylight is still here
the ink is still wet
and I have chapters to go

For there are
Faucets unseen
And depths unknown
This story is not done
This story of me

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