What if I am forgotten?
What will happen then?
I'll just disappear;
slip into obscurity.
Like I never Was.
So why the effort?
Why shouldn't I give up now,
stop trying so hard.
These questions persist
resounding over again,
but I shake them off.
Despite misgivings
or doubts echoing around
I must continue.
It is more than Want,
it's Responsibility,
to me, to myself.
This life is so brief.
We have only moments here.
Make an impression.
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