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At what point would I take for granted those crystal waters and those consecrated mountains? Yet there are days still spent dreading sundown or the sleepless daybreak of a grieving city Does escaping your hometown make you a coward or shall I die a martyr? Might I pencil in a visit to each grave? Or would you like to deliver the flowers for me?
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Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 1:46 AM UTC
Cemetery Errands
At what point would I take for granted those crystal waters and those consecrated mountains? Yet there are days still spent dreading sundown or the sleepless daybreak of a grieving city Does escaping your hometown make you a coward or shall I die a martyr? Might I pencil in a visit to each grave? Or would you like to deliver the flowers for me?
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Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 1:46 AM UTC
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