Ok, I got this idea while sitting in English Class one day last year. We were studying the poetry of Edgar LeeMasters, and that got me depressed. I thought, 'I should write an IY poem like this...' so I did.I'll stop ranting and let you read!

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Who Will Remember?

I walk along this path,

A path that I have walked many times before,

To a village that my friends and I often visited.

As I approach, I remember all the times that we spent here.

The good, bad, and the in- between.

But who now remembers?

There were five of us:

A girl from the future with miko powers,

A monk with a cursed right hand,

An exterminator that was all alone,

A kitsune, orphaned when he was young,

And a hanyou, with a troubled past and torn emotions.

Ah, those were the days.

We would travel all over,

Looking for the powerful shards

That formed the Shikon jewel.

But, eventually, we all fell in the end.

One was swallowed by a life- long doom.

Another killed by a beloved brother,

The young one? Surrounded by wolves in the mountains.

As for the hanyou, weariness, old age, and a lonely heart,

Are what brought on his demise.

I leave the villiage behind now,

And see the branches of the ancient tree ahead,

And at the base, five mounds of earth.

Each with mementos on top of them,

But who will remember who they are?

I pause to look at the memorials,

And the possessions that mark them:

A bow and the purified jewel,

An old sword and enchanted necklace of fangs ,

A small top and some acorns, leaves, and mushrooms,

A large boomerang and a gas mask,

A string of prayer beads and a staff.

This last one contains no body,

For it was sucked into the void,

But who will remember that,

Apart from us five?

The answer is, no one.

All that knew have also gone on.

If they passed on our story to others,

I honestly do not know.

But I do know this,

The monk and the exterminator,

The miko and the hanyou,

Will be together again.

Even if no one remembers.

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Well, what do you think? Loved it? Hated it? Review please! I'm even thinking of writing a second story to this, so tell me if I should keep this up!