Without Me

I could not be

without me.

My memories;

of them,

of you.


I could lose my eyesight.

I could go without hearing.

I do not need to taste.

I do not need to feel.


I could not be

without me.

My thoughts.
The very things that make me,


How could I be?


If all my senses were to go. 

There is only things I need to know.

For as long as I have my mind;

sane and expanded.

I know I could be fine.

And never shall I take it for granted.

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