"Legacy" just a poem, care to c/c?

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Legacy

This dawn, the legacy of nights before,

Breaks from horizons of the distant past,

In land so faraway, on stranger shore,

Now gone, but not mementos that still last

Carved in a lasting medium much more strong,

To stand the test of both nature and time

All to bequeath to sons, to hearts a song,

In every generation, age and clime

Find no memorials proudly hewn in stones,

Nor citadels to champion this place,

But where I trod, on dust or shards of bones,

Lie brave brisk souls, the essence of my race;

Their sinews bound the fillings of this ground,

Their blood mixed with the water from below,

From there are heard their battle cries still sound,

For all these things, deep in my heart, I know.

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