To be great
For greatness
To be
You were born
And fill your last days
Of your greatness.
The earth shall find you
Men shall find you
Men shall talk about you
And when you finally,
Breath your last,
You shall leave
A deep hole
A legendary
A loss
To be remembered
To be known
The young
The earth
As it shall be known
That you were once
A genius
Which cannot be recovered
Nor would there ever be
Another you,
Forever
Or at least for now.
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