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Sep 2015
It was a bright day full of gloom

As we gathered about your tomb
Buried deeply beneath the surface
Solemn mourning was our purpose
Dressed in black as should be

Dark smiles for the world to see
Somber souls we came to morn

For deathly dying we were born

Now body lying beneath the earth
Decaying corpse farthest from birth
Dancing the dirge of final death

We dance it until our last breath
Scott Lipka
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Scott Lipka
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   --- and Medhina Khanal
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