Recollections
As surrounded by
To find comfort in
Most splendid of artefacts
An era's, bygone
He's turned it into
While is placed therein
His mind, such, a museum.
Web-free. Nor dim-lit.
One this oft toured does befit.
Daily; and night-long.
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