Legacy
Subtle signs do indicate,
seasons for aging wane.
Travels spent, the many streets,
now walks down memory lane.
Life's experience, one's transformation,
shaped like molded clay.
Chapters written, 'tis history,
as fewer pages remain.
In conclusion, with surety,
it all comes to an end,
as for those you may have touched,
now your legacy begins.
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