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| When I write my legacy I put in a bit of me. Reminiscing as I go, Sometimes fast and sometimes slow. It is fun to sit and write, Be it morning, noon, or night. Names forgot for many-a year Suddenly will reappear. There is much that I could say Ere the memory decay. Maybe there's a future heir Who will read it and will care. | ||
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