What do we own, really?
Each breath
leaves as surely as it comes.
Each thought
rattles around and leaves,
finally.
What we were
remains as a wisp
of smoke
in our passing.
What remains
is the imprint
of our touch
on Life.
Touch gently.
Let the memory
of you
be kind.
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