Pre-Nostalgic
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But for this day to never end
But that I could release thispen
And savour hours I've left to me
For dusk is coming, swift, for me

This day will end, and she will turn,
Regard some other fool who yearns
And strives to save his waning hour,
A feat that's far beyond his pow'r

For every couplet now I write,
I mark the passage into night
And seal that I will never choose
Look back, not once, for fear of what I lose.

Soulfyriani Lokelinde, Wand'ring Bard

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Glacian, in the year 461 AF.