Life’s a dream
so it would seem,
but when I awake
what will mine have been?
What will be said
of the heart that I had?
Was it soft, did it beat
did it leave others glad?
What will be known
of the smile which was mine?
Was it hidden away
or given time, after time?
What of my hands,
did they take always, or give?
Did my actions and deeds
allow others to live?
And what of this world?
With her vast, precious sights,
Did I behold her soft beauty?
or ignore her great plights…
Yes life is a dream,
so it would seem,
and I wonder at times,
what will mine have been?
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