When twilight falls upon my days,
And all my words drift far away,
Let not the wars define my name,
But peace, the path I held the same.

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No battle fought, no foe subdued,
Yet strength was found in quietude.
For light is not the blade alone,
But wisdom shaped in whispered tones.

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The Force is vast, a boundless sea,
And in its flow, it carries me.
Not to the depths of war and strife,
But to the heart of endless life.

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So let my verse in silence dwell,
Within the halls I knew so well.
For those who seek, for those who strive,
The Force shall always be alive.