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A poem about the mark we leave on the world when we're gone and about legacies. Thank you for reading :) <3

a thousand more

There are not enough

There are not enough words to remember me in.

There are not enough words to remember me in. Maybe there are,

There are not enough words to remember me in. Maybe there are, maybe they are lodged

There are not enough words to remember me in. Maybe there are, maybe they are lodged in a typewriter where only a firm hand

There are not enough words to remember me in. Maybe there are, maybe they are lodged in a typewriter where only a firm hand could deliver them.

There are not enough words to remember me in. Maybe there are, maybe they are lodged in a typewriter where only a firm hand could deliver them. They might be

aching to burst out,

aching to burst out, breaking

aching to burst out, breaking through their own walls

aching to burst out, breaking through their own walls and creating paradoxes

aching to burst out, breaking through their own walls and creating paradoxes as if they were butterflies

aching to burst out, breaking through their own walls and creating paradoxes as if they were butterflies in search of a clean canvas.

Should I settle

Should I settle with this legacy?

Should I settle with this legacy? Someday, I may find

Should I settle with this legacy? Someday, I may find the abrupt need

Should I settle with this legacy? Someday, I may find the abrupt need to etch into stone walls;

Should I settle with this legacy? Someday, I may find the abrupt need to etch into stone walls; "I long for permanence

Should I settle with this legacy? Someday, I may find the abrupt need to etch into stone walls; "I long for permanence far greater

Should I settle with this legacy? Someday, I may find the abrupt need to etch into stone walls; "I long for permanence far greater than the cosmos can provide."

And if the words desert me,

And if the words desert me, I'll show them the ruins,

And if the words desert me, I'll show them the ruins, tell the story of each scar.

And if the words desert me, I'll show them the ruins, tell the story of each scar. A thousand or two

And if the words desert me, I'll show them the ruins, tell the story of each scar. A thousand or two pulsing legends--

And if the words desert me, I'll show them the ruins, tell the story of each scar. A thousand or two pulsing legends-- they speak louder

And if the words desert me, I'll show them the ruins, tell the story of each scar. A thousand or two pulsing legends-- they speak louder than I ever could,

so that my biography is

so that my biography is a lifetime that seeped

so that my biography is a lifetime that seeped from my fingertips.

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