You must live,
to tell my story
for more than me and myself do
For, the day I leave that you shall ink
the unfinished lines of mine so.
You must stay...
Twice the soul, the two apart
Or one, but halves at each other's zone
For, not I know should tell my soul
to the quizes and puzzles asked!
✍️Rwrites
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Rwrites (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 7th, 2026 08:11
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Comments1
A most interesting thought that there must remain someone to write and remember one upon their death. A lovely write
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