My Death
Once I am gone
And smile faded away by sadness, tears may fall
But it won’t take so long to be forgotten by beloved
As I forget people who died so long
And now I am one of them, forgotten, abandoned even by my own shadow
Alone as I was born with bare hands holding nothing, having nothing
It will be just me, and all what I gathered will be useless
only my deeds my follow me to the unreturned word
Where no mind could imagine
And death remain as the unsolved mystery of humanity
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