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The overwhelming tide of voices engulfs me
Threatening to drown out mine
With so many people wishing for a listening ear,
Will I ever be heard?
Will people remember me when I am gone,
Or will I just be another
Nameless spirit, forgotten when a few years
Have passed?
Will anything I have made or done
Survive the years and leave its mark on future generations, even if
They don't remember who first thought
Or made or did it?
Will my life seem a thing of worth
A thousand years from now?
Will anyone ever think of me?
It is comforting to know
That I have forever
To leave an imprint on eternity.
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