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When I close my eyes
for the last time
I want to have lived,
really lived.
I want to know I've tasted
the smorgasbord of life.
I want to have relished the good
and spat the bad back out,
knowing at least I tried it.
When I'm done here,
I don't want to wonder
if someone caught
the kiss I threw,
I'll know.
I don't want to leave
with a heart as empty
as my pockets.
I want to know without a doubt
I've left something of me behind,
something that's good, not regret
for never making a difference.
When I close my eyes
for the last time,
I would like someone to remember
I was here.
C.J. Heck
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