How many worlds have sailed along the edge
Of time; how many timeless voids gone
With nothing to show, no word, no sign?
How many lives have lit the stage
And stayed until their time was up;
There was an age
When I was here, and knew myself so very
Well; knew time and life enough to tell
A tragic loss, before I fell.
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