Inheritance

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I never asked
You prove.

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My name was Hero,
But I bled for your name.
Your pride.
I cleaned up for you–
Your shame.

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I had your lightning–
Strength.
Eddified by trials.

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You never gave me the name–
Son.

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Now stories tell
of glory–
Not yours,
But mine.

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I killed the minotaur.
But not our silence.

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