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My Legacy


This tale is true, and mine, The world has lost a warm body, my body. My love for life was deeper than the waters of the Arctic, It had no end. The waves of those waters embraced my beliefs, Everything I did was done with love. But now the world must continue without my passion, Without my dedication I am now gone and so is a hero. My blood-pumper no longer beats I no longer exist like the cavemen of before. My significant smile has seized to show. I am no longer.
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