03-15-98
how can we know what we mean to another ?
what hint do we have of our worth ?
is it the laughter of children at play that lets us know we've done our job ?
or is it the tears of those we love, shed when a trip is canceled ?
how do we measure our own worth ?
what clue is there that we can grab, to know we've made a mark somewhere in this world ?
that we won't be forgotten...that we'll be missed...
these are the things we desire to know...
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