Dead Man’s Time

I wear a dead man’s watch
And read a dead man’s books.

I walk down a dead man’s streets,
And look at a dead man’s statue.

A dead man’s thoughts are all I have
And a dead man’s map leads the way.

A dead man’s music lulls me
And a dead man’s painting inspires me.

I pay a dead man’s taxes,
And wait for a dead man’s money.

I follow a dead man’s advice
And make love to a dead man’s wife.

If I live in a dead man’s world,
What does this make me?

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