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Beyond two tiny unhinged gates- a cobbled path paves eerie tones. Its guides one through its labyrinth maze-- of toppled-over defaced stones. The spirits grace the weeping trees-- with prayers, so they too can rest in peace. For what lies below-- the caved-in slabs, 'tis wicked **** that ****** and stabs; And jewelry--mostly those of golden round, within the piles of shredded clothes--attached to dusty scattered-bones are found.
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Nov 13, 2025
Nov 13, 2025 at 2:24 PM UTC
Scattered B💀nes
Beyond two tiny unhinged gates- a cobbled path paves eerie tones. Its guides one through its labyrinth maze-- of toppled-over defaced stones. The spirits grace the weeping trees-- with prayers, so they too can rest in peace. For what lies below-- the caved-in slabs, 'tis wicked **** that ****** and stabs; And jewelry--mostly those of golden round, within the piles of shredded clothes--attached to dusty scattered-bones are found.
🎃A Spooky cemetary scenery, where spirits dwell and finally find rest.💀
Lissette-garcia
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Nov 13, 2025
Nov 13, 2025 at 2:24 PM UTC
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