Requiem
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1 min readMay 5, 2017
When I go,
I want
no reminders.
No headstone.
No last words.
No marker.
Just a few
good memories
in the minds
of a few
good people,
if only
for awhile.
More than enough
for one life.
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Honorary Schizophrenic. Recent refugee. Displaced person. Old white male. Confidant of cassowaries.