This is actually a little something i had in mind wile i thought about my dad.
For people which doesnt know, i lost my dad some weeks ago and he died (to keep it short). He was not a "known man" or some "VIP". He died in a hospital around our area.
It felt for me like, he was just a number since he wasnt "known". A lot people die as persons with no big impact. They die, noone knew them, remembers them or anything similar and they are just "gone".
Does that mean they never existed? No. This shouldnt be this way and we always should remember how and what we do in the time "god" gives us. Do we even go for fame and a "name" in the first place? Maybe, maybe not. We might dont end up all as VIPs and get a star in hollywood but we were still on the world.
We left an impact where ever we go, we leave our footprints.
Not only on the ground but also on other people.
Always remember that. ^^
(yes i TRIED to write it as "poem" somewhat but im not good at such so judge me :P take it as small story or something)
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