ForgottenA Poem by DarksummerswindTo be forgotten is a tragedyTo be forgotten and buried under the ground. It is as inevitable as the blowing wind. We don't have fears of drowning or being buried alive or even death. To never be thought of again, that is what we fear. Many fail to recognize this, yet it is there. Only those who are great and powerful, will have the privilege of being remembered by all. The rest will be dust to the wind. Like a great poet once wrote, "I'm nobody!" "Who are you?" "Are you nobody too?" © 2011 DarksummerswindAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on July 8, 2011 Last Updated on July 22, 2011 AuthorDarksummerswindEternal Limbo, PAAboutI'm a writer who delves into all genres but particularly fantasy and science fiction, with a dabble of urban fantasy here and there. more..Writing
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