Measure me son, for the man I was.
My sunset has come, and the man to dust.
If I had the time, I would light your day.
But even the brightest can fade away.
I leave you now, the colors of end,
the beauty of death and a day well spent.
The darkness will come, don't be afraid,
as your light will shine, and then it will fade.
A world cannot live on light alone.
A man has a future and then he is old.
Show your warmth and touching rays,
and be remembered as the brightest of days.
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