when i do die and not soon i hope i want people to say ‘who was he anyway’. the only way your sins can be buried is if your kindnesses are also forgotten. maybe it is just me but the living need to live their own lives and any memories of me tend to weaken not enhance any influence i had on them. while i live dont hate me dont love me just be with me.
i forget why
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#Haiku Happenings #5: Michael Rehling’s #Haibun 38!