My tome
My religion
My fortified craft
My rusty black armour
Arranged both fore and aft
My friend
My lover
My own time to last
My shared double bed
Against a back drop of the past
My sweat
My new way
My discarded glass
My want for her touch
In the hope that it lasts
My shadow
My line
My stumbled upon path
My ramblings of madness
Scrawled my epitaph
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