I both loathe and love the great;
They cheat me by living far longer than I will allow.
It means I must come back for their names,
To give them a second and lasting death.
And even then,
Even now,
They live on in the hazy formation of their successors,
Oblivious to their foundations.
They live in pages they never wrote,
Yet have still touched,
In lives they have birthed by saving those now old.
Aye; I am nearly tempted to give them another try,
To mock them…
Or to see can they impress me twice,
I will never know.
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Conor Matthews
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