The light was going.
The light came & went.

It might last 20 or 30 more years,
until it flickered permanently out:
dark replacing light,
into empty space.

At some point he decided that
waiting forever was unrealistic.
He let that thought go too.

Tomorrow, her face would be back,
& he would caress the image with
delicate pain.

For now, he´d search Mneme´s storehouse
yet again.

She´d still be there.
He´d still look away.
It would happen until the End.

The light came & went.
The light was going.


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