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the legacy we left behind
is not of pride and fame
we don’t know where we’re headed
and even less of where we came
some little bits return to us
in a flash and then they’re gone
all our plans are doomed to fail
as soon as they are drawn
we were soldiers once and proud
a parade of shine and starch
but our memories betray us
beware the ides of march

March 2014