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Buried 6 feet below in the loamy soil Repressed in the grave Coffin, confine Sink into the dark pitch black Resurface as memory The night calls The knife murmurs Earthen tang Blade strike Leave the recollection And envisage only briefly Tracing the scars along thy face A roadmap of thoughts A construct of humanity Life Love Death forevermore. -2019
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May 4, 2019
May 4, 2019 at 11:05 PM UTC
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Buried 6 feet below in the loamy soil Repressed in the grave Coffin, confine Sink into the dark pitch black Resurface as memory The night calls The knife murmurs Earthen tang Blade strike Leave the recollection And envisage only briefly Tracing the scars along thy face A roadmap of thoughts A construct of humanity Life Love Death forevermore. -2019
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May 4, 2019
May 4, 2019 at 11:05 PM UTC
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