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Apr 2015
Have you heard of the garden?
The Garden of Bones?
It’s filled with lost souls
Who play hopscotch at night

Will you come with me?
To the Garden of Bones
We can dance among the headstones
Until we too feel dead inside

Don’t you love it here?
In the Garden of Bones
We won’t ever have to go home
Here with our ancestors we reunite

Don’t be afraid
Of the Garden of Bones
They are just like you
But far less skin tight
Kate
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Kate  USA
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