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A Particular Myth

I am the living truth of a particular myth,
Some people may still even think I exist—
As I’m passed around towns in a voice with a twist;
The sounds will resound for as long as I’m missed.
 
In strange civilizations the situation is clear,
Made of thoughts I haven’t had in thousands of years—
Some of these thoughts are just made of their fears
And they’ll never even know if I was ever really here.
 
They won’t know exactly what happened in the game,
Or if it even happened at all, just the same—
Most likely they won’t even know my real name,
But the tales will leave a magnificent stain.
 
So as the sounds resound in towns when I’m missed
And passed around crowds in a voice with a twist,
I can assure you now, that I certainly did exist—
For I am the living truth of a particular myth.

(2013)

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