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Legacy

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Have you ever wondered about the mystery of life
The moment where you want to see the next chapter already written
The hard memories you wish you could erase 
Or the tears you wish you could have wiped away 
Before they ran down your fragile face 
Every instance of heartbreak and tragedy 
Or moments of achievement 
Sprinkled with a hint of success
Have you ever realized life is a spectator sport 
Branded by the mantra 
“Everyone is welcome” 
However many idle by though 
Standing on the sidelines 
They feel stricken with fear
Clouded by doubt 
Always waiting to be called or chosen 
Not realizing the potential has always been in reach 
Emotions of anger fester deep down
Passion turns to tears 
However, they always remain hungry salivating the moment 
Eager to be chosen to write their narrative 
Then the unthinkable happens
Life flashes before your eyes 
You’re left with a constant thought 
Did you enjoy the film 
Or was the ending not what you hoped
Regardless when you awake from your dream of euphoria 
You realize chapters have become years 
Moments grew into memories 
A novel was slowly being drafted over your slumber of longevity 
So I ask when you reach the final increment of time 
The moment where seconds feel like days 
Minutes felt like years 
Will you see the scoreboard of your journey 
And reflect on the final score of your legacy?
While presiding in the field of dreams

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