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Your three things today are:
FUEL
TASK
REMNANT

He walks upon the deadened leaves
looking for a dragged place
Needing fuel to continue the journey
lacking motive, spur, and pace
For where he heads alone today
a task to stay upon the path
Recalling memories that quickly fade
a remnant of all ages wrath.

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