Who am I?
Who was I?
A man.
A woman.
A doctor.
A soldier.
Maybe a murderer.
Does it matter?
Does it matter anymore?
We all end up the same.
Underground.
Buried.
But it is how we are
remembered
that matters.
Our memory lingers on.
Be remembered as a
doctor,
soldier,
or murderer.
It’s your choice.
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