Remember me
I remember me forever
Whatever happened still has meaning
My current form is just a continuum of the past
Whether that is wrinkled skin or ash
I am still here
Now I am a story
I am a song
I am a poem
I am the memory that you have.
When the sun rises
feel me with your morning coffee
When the sun sets
remember me with your music
When you sleep
meet me in your dream
And when your time comes
let us meet there with love!
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