The only thing that is worth remembering I remembered.

Only the most profound writer has wrote this at the end of all acts.

He dies.

It is not something that demands the sadness of people around or the impact death has caused. But things that are mentioned and done before that makes the word impactful.
This is the end of one but beginning of another with just a flip of a page. It's your say. No one but yourself.

Death don't conform, we do.
It's our own symphony of life.