When I am gone,
I do not want to be recognised,
I want to be remembered.
When I fade,
I don't to just dissolve.
I want to be mentioned,
By my loved ones.
When I fall,
I don't want to be discard,
But I want to be missed.
And...
When I diminish,
I don't want the cries,
I want the smiles,
I want you to remember the happy moments.
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