All the lines are deep and haunting. Perhaps that's why I'm struggling to comment. The energy I feel reading this masterpiece is not conducing me to come up with something you'll want to read.

Just now I was listening to a Smith's song: There Is a Light That Never Goes Out. Tomorrow would have been Lindsey's 40th birthday. The title of the song reminded me of her light. The rest of the lyrics don't relate. Then the song reminded me to come back to your piece. Perhaps the song will have meaning for you. https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=3r-qDvD3F3c&si=V4Iw5r2F99tZi5Zw