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In the end it doesn’t matter

I’d like to think I’ll be missed when I am gone

But I know that is wrong

Our time here is brief

And we are quickly forgotten

Stories will be told

And lore rewritten

Unable to correct or defend

From the grave

Our reputation cannot be saved

History that never happened

Words contrived

Will become our legacy

We are legend

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