Legacy

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I want to tell a story
of a mid summer's day,
and a girl with a book
who went on her way.

And the story got longer
as the girl read and read,
and the tale got sadder
and the girl went to bed.

And she dreamed of the pages
within the sad book,
that spoke of a fish
and a fisherman's hook.

And the fish was then gone
and his friends said goodbye
but the girl's only thought
asked the fisherman "why?"

But the man fed his children
and then they went to bed
and the girl lay in a world of dreams
that wondered in her head.

And the fish was forgotten
for the next dream that came
and the girl would do anything
not to end up the same.

So when the girl woke up
she found a pen and a page
and she stared at the paper
and waited an age.

but the words wouldn't come
for what she wanted to write;
to mean something to someone,
and help them take flight.

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