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Tombstone
When I fall mercy to memory,
Will anyone remember me?
Am I one of those names,
One of those faces people think on happily?
When I become a deaf ear,
Two eyes without a sympathetic tear,
When I become a loving heart, stopped,
Will any soul care?
When I and the world are torn apart,
When they try to remember the good parts,
Will they remember how I loved, what I did,
Will I leave my mark?
