A little light write.

My words seek employment upon this parchment
As I delve into the very soul of my understanding
To that which I call my knowledge of the written word
My couplet I present to you for your pleasure
My toil is plucked from the tone that is my past
Say if you may, your contentment of my missive
For we are to soon away from this humanity
Our attendance on this Earth depart as sudden
As does the Blink of a solitary eye
I await your critique as I await my destiny
And so I lay before you my narrative
And ponder upon your appraisal.
I bow as your servant.
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