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What have we done in this life?
How many marvels can we claim?
If none, then why, but if not then, how?
Would we even know it if we did?
How many people have I helped?
How many more have I hurt?
You are a part of me
my framework, my skeleton
I can fell you slip from me
my own fault
like a blanket slips from my fingertips
as I drift unconscious
I have far too many memories of you.
