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Another of the poems born out of a single word, the title came to me long before the rest of the poem formed.
Legacy - 02 Oct 13
Granted to me
Given
An æon ago
When the gods danced
For me
A song
More beautiful
Composed by Love
Sung by the gods
For her
We shared
The legacy
Within us
We hold
The gods
I find these birthings quite strange.