What is to be forgotten?
To be forgotten is to die,
and die without dying.
I myself forget.
I forget how people smell and look,
but most of all
I forget the way they look at me.
I forget their eyes,
be them sweet or sad, or both.
I dread that they'll forget
me too this way.
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