Legacies
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They shed their blood, sweat, and tears.
Doubt wasn't a stranger, but they still faced their fears.
People who have made something from little nothings
That have gone before me, confidently spreading their wings.
It always seemed that the clock would find a way to reset.
If the clock eventually stopped working.
Well , a stranger always seemed to have a watch.
If there wasn’t s stranger handy ....
Can one really tell our lives?
Are they possible to describe?
To list blatant truths
Find the subtle lies
Remember, record, and all in between
Should we do it ourselves?
When you die, a lot of people believe you go live up in the sky.
I think your spirit thrives and lives wherever it wants to arrive.
"There's no flaws in dreams,"Said my mind to me,"Be who you are, And who you want to be."I may have a personality,That's flawed in many ways,But a mind that's reigns...
"There's no flaws in dreams,"Said my mind to me,"Be who you are, And who you want to be."I may have a personality,That's flawed in many ways,But a mind that's reigns...
