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He watched him go,
Go of on his own
Remembering his duty
Remembering his legacy,
Remembering the man that had taught him everything
And now he stood
In the man placed
That had once been his,
For he was that legacy.
His teacher student,
His Commander legacy
Being taught by the Commander
Was just one of the factors in life
That had formed him
To become who he is now
So he watched the man march of
Watched him go
Knowing his student can look after himself just fine.
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Valerie Daniel
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