And that time with me is unsurmountable.
That all the things I once did overshadow those that dare to take my place.
That somehow they are reigned insignificant in comparison to me.
That my laugh--
My smile--
My voice still lingers.
That memories of me are etched into your brain like a wooden carving--
Dug deep into the layers that are you,
Detailed with the image of me.
No matter the short amount of time spent with you.
I doubt you could ever could forget.
I'm not just anyone.
I'm me.
And that to you should mean something.
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