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Beneath my willow weeping
Poems
Feb 2015
Dust
Blood flesh dust and bone,
Where i lived no longer home.
Wind tree bird and bee,
Now perhaps the world ill see.
Death death deep in stone,
Where my body turns to bone.
Bones to dust,
Dust to wind.
Life to death,
And back again.
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#death
#tree
#wind
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Beneath my willow weeping
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