We are all but a breathing corpse
For dust and bone is our destination
We do not take anything with us
Our title, our job, our material loot
It is all left to grabbing hands
But what will be our legacy
What will we be remembered for
What indelible marks do we leave behind
It is our choice
In the way we live today
Otherwise we’ll live it again tomorrow
Debbie Gravett © 2021.10.27
FOWC: Title
RDP: Corpse
Image by Schwoaze from Pixabay
Debbie Gravett 
Hey Debbie, didn’t see you respond to this prompt for a while, hope all is good.
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All is well thanks, just that crazy busy time of year has begun. I respond most days, just usually very late. Hope you are keeping well. Have a fabulous day.
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Oh that explains it. I normally do a pass of the other responses last thing before bed, but that’s only going to be 5pm eastern.
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I’m in South Africa and late is anything between 10 and 1:30am our time 🙈😁🤣. Crazy busy time of year. Stay safe.
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oh sorry I assumed you were USA. SA is only an hour or two different to me I think. It’s a long way latitude but not longitude.
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Yes, not a big difference, but not everybody does midnight.
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Never anything going on interesting enough to stay up!
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Thanks for another wonderful contribution, Debbie.
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Thanks. Have a wonderful day.
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And you.
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