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Forgotten act

Forgotten act

An act of greatness can find great in remembered not.

Sins of the past methodically written in ways to provoke thoughts forgot.

                             Man has killed

                             Man has done so with skill.

                Written like that man exposes mans kills

                             Read later as words that influence mans skills.

Write with care memories of past.

Inspire man with words to live by that last.

                             Leave man a read that illustrates

                              The things about us that are great.

           Not a catalog of our past to become now and future mistakes.

One day our history will read

All of our good deeds .

                     Following this methodical expulsion,

                     forgotten so to offer man better moments,

       an act to redirect mans sentiment.

       What we write now rejects negatives existence

       But only through what we write that provokes the end of it.

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