Memory

Is it fortune

Is it all of these years?

All of these tears

Clutched hearts

I know you’re leaving

You’ve got a lot on your mind

Let me know

What I can leave you

To remember me by

Let it not be

pain

Let it not be truth

Let it be soft

Let it be understanding

Of the complexity of being

Becoming

The sun is setting

And we all are just chapters

In this book

Death is real and random

The earth is burning

I never said much

But I remember your touch

When it was soft and real

I know you’re hurting

I hope I left you something good

To remember me by

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