I was there you did not see me but you saw my work.
I painted wrote sang and entertained you
Only when I came to end is the reason why you know my work
I suffered doing what I loved
Those that did what they hated made a good living.
If you knew someone you think you could help would you do it
Many moments in life happen but few days we have in life
Are there people who are good or are they trying to look good
Life makes sense when things are good but when they do not it does not.
Every living thing on earth has a end but what if there was no end?
There are many moments of the beginning of which we know
That's why there is The Forgotten Nobody
By Jared Maze
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