I painted this picture

With my life’s happiness

Each image a reflection

Of past glories relived

Through a constellation stretched over canvas

But the sun starts to set

On that beautiful world

I used to know, even as

The rivulets of turpentine

Erase every facet that gleamed, one by one

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