.And so when I returned I came to find,
The words I had once inscribed had now faded.
Barely readable now, were the numbers.
Sixteen, Three, Zero, Eight.
Then with the key in hand, I carved a new line.
The setting sun hits home the truth and all these images,
Burnt into.
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