Monday, January 9, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
the story of your life
The body of B. Franklin, Printer.
Like the cover of an old book,
Its contents torn out,
And stript of its lettering and gilding,
Lies here, food for worms.
But the work shall not be lost;
For it will appear once more
In a new and more elegant edition
Revised and corrected by the Author.
(The Self-Epitaph of Young Benjamin Franklin, Age 22)
What will you leave behind?
What will the story of your life say when it's over?
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