Legacies transcend the boundaries of time.
We create them with or without our knowledge.
Our words, our deeds, all pieced together will form the history we leave behind.
They are told, shown, held, felt—memories we absent-mindedly create for countless tomorrows.
Legacies are roads left paved for those that will follow.
They leave trails filled with reflective ideals.
They are monumental. They are minimal. But, they are never forgotten.
Children, grandchildren, neighborhoods, coworkers, friends, enemies—the lives of those around us, inherit the story we leave behind.
They make their way to everywhere—through tale or virtue.
Legacies stand tall in the face of trial...they prevail.
They're found in risk that clings to the promise of hope.
Legacies can be found in tattered soles and wrinkles aged with wisdom.
They make their way to empty rooms and trailing heartbeats.
They find their way into the back of our minds...sit with us. Lingering, waiting to be remembered.
They nudge, some carry, others push.
Found in humbled homes, inherited mansions, and tin roofed rooms.
Legacies extend past the limited hours of your life and mine.
Where have you seen them?
Where have you taken them in?
...What will your name leave behind?
Legacies test all boundaries.
Legacies find no limits.
Legacies light the way.
The choice is yours.
What will be your legacy?
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