Legacy. It's a word, a thought that I think people don't really understand. It seems to be more about ego, a narcissistic grasp at immortality than anything these days. When I ponder it, I wonder if people are better off for having known me. Have I been a real friend, a true bother, and a kind neighbor? What did I do with my life? And what have you to say?
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i often find it hard to understand the meaning behind poems, and i think in this case it made me not feel as connected to the story.