I want to make a little mark upon this earth
To leave a memory behind
Of the days when I breathed the air
And promised to be kind
To have more than vapour dissipate
And encircling smoke intern
To leave something eternal behind
Beyond the flesh that burns
Something that says that this was me
Different to any other man
Not a leader or a hero
Or a global plan
But me- just me, like you
Someone who really tried to find
A meaning in this lonely life
And who promised to be kind.
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