Written in memory of my dad, who passed away 2005

I was there, and I remember

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Like the pages of an old history book fade with age

So shall your life fade

With time

No one will remember your name

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Your face will not hang forever young

Among the old masterpieces at the museum

With time

No one will remember your face

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x

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The melody of your laugh will never sound again

Like the old symphonies

With time

No one will remember your voice

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x

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Your thoughts and your dreams were never recorded

And studied like the great philosophers of old

With time

No one will know you existed

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But I was there, and I remember.